VESPER
The dismissal lands worse than the name had, a low, simmering growl threading its way out of Vesper’s throat at the casual just of it, as though the intrusion amounts to nothing, as though the shifting edges of this place—what he was coming to think of as his place—are something to be accepted without protest. His body tightens along the windowsill, shoulders bunching beneath sleek fur, tail lashing in sharper, more agitated strokes as the creatures outside continue their bright, chattering play like they haven’t already overstepped.
When Niki steps in behind him, close enough now that the warmth of him presses faintly at Vesper’s back, the reaction is immediate and instinctive, his ears flattening hard against his skull as he turns his head just enough to bare the line of his teeth in a sharp, warning hiss. It isn’t fear, not remotely, but something far more irritable, a refusal to be crowded, to be soothed, to have this smoothed over into something acceptable when it is very much not.
The yowl that builds in him is quieter than the hiss but no less charged, a strained, frustrated sound dragged low through his chest as his paw lifts and slams once more against the glass, claws striking uselessly against the barrier with a sharp, hollow tap.
When Niki steps in behind him, close enough now that the warmth of him presses faintly at Vesper’s back, the reaction is immediate and instinctive, his ears flattening hard against his skull as he turns his head just enough to bare the line of his teeth in a sharp, warning hiss. It isn’t fear, not remotely, but something far more irritable, a refusal to be crowded, to be soothed, to have this smoothed over into something acceptable when it is very much not.
The yowl that builds in him is quieter than the hiss but no less charged, a strained, frustrated sound dragged low through his chest as his paw lifts and slams once more against the glass, claws striking uselessly against the barrier with a sharp, hollow tap.
rot gut whiskey's gonna ease your mind
but when the hell are you gonna ease mine?
but when the hell are you gonna ease mine?
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
