Kaisel
His head jerks towards his neck as the offending flick bounces off him with the faintest sting. "Hey!" he cries out, but equally knows it's deserved (kinda) and doesn't push his luck further. He'd prefer the demi-dad stay a raccoon and not become a wraith of horrors again, or a kraken doing house chores with his body.
He can feel the mistake the moment it leaves his mouth, but words have always proven to be impossible to take back, and this is among them. The silence is deafening, but the noise of it shattering to a zipper is worse. Kaisel gasps, a hand reaching back to tray and grab at the thief of a passenger. With the backpack extending far enough off his back though, he's got no real hope of reaching back there, not from above, below, or from the side. His palm just uselessly flaps and thumps against it, occasionally brushing wet fur that he can't get any good grip around.
Going on the offensive, Kaisel picks his knees up higher, making the strides far bouncier. He even swings back and forth at the torso, trying to create enough force to potentially sling the bandit free. All the while he can feel the meticulous little paws digging. "AY!" he barks, trying to startle the pilferer. "What did I just say?" Meanwhile, the barks have grown louder.
He can feel the mistake the moment it leaves his mouth, but words have always proven to be impossible to take back, and this is among them. The silence is deafening, but the noise of it shattering to a zipper is worse. Kaisel gasps, a hand reaching back to tray and grab at the thief of a passenger. With the backpack extending far enough off his back though, he's got no real hope of reaching back there, not from above, below, or from the side. His palm just uselessly flaps and thumps against it, occasionally brushing wet fur that he can't get any good grip around.
Going on the offensive, Kaisel picks his knees up higher, making the strides far bouncier. He even swings back and forth at the torso, trying to create enough force to potentially sling the bandit free. All the while he can feel the meticulous little paws digging. "AY!" he barks, trying to startle the pilferer. "What did I just say?" Meanwhile, the barks have grown louder.
Haters on my back like a backpack
Blowin' up I'm fucking flawless
Blowin' up I'm fucking flawless
Code stolen from Queen Sky
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
