let your threads come undone. i like you better bare
Had Oliver not stood on his own, Rance might have offered him a hand up. Instead, he stretched his arms over his head and cocked an eyebrow at the question. "Hadn't planned on it. Unless you want me to?" That wasn't the vibe he'd been getting from the shorter man, not in the slightest, but that wouldn't stop him from making sure. "I have no place I need to be. Just tired of sittin' on wet moss near a puddle of dubious insight." That came with a grin. Standing, he got a whole new look at the fox ears, large and pale from where they stood amongst blonde hair. Without thinking about it, he let his arms drop, one to his side, and the other bent so that his fingers drifted over the soft edge of one furred ear.
"These are... different. I'm not used to thinking 'shifter' and 'human' at the same time." He looked down from ears to eyes, expression intense curiosity. The shocks of his vision and of finding out that all attuned could have more than one shift were wearing off in favor of exploring the openings Oliver had given him. "You weren't attuned when you came through the portal?"
"These are... different. I'm not used to thinking 'shifter' and 'human' at the same time." He looked down from ears to eyes, expression intense curiosity. The shocks of his vision and of finding out that all attuned could have more than one shift were wearing off in favor of exploring the openings Oliver had given him. "You weren't attuned when you came through the portal?"
RANCE
