[The roar sends a chill through Dodger - one that should be fear, but twists into some mixture of excitement and apprehension instead. The pointed ears and brush tail, the glistening white teeth, those deadly sharp claws... he lets out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding as he watches the wolf man, and slowly moves closer to the ground. Showing his belly, like a puppy before their elders.
Already, the sight of him has Dodger mesmerized, but- first order of business is definitely making sure he doesn't get killed. Making sure he isn't seen as a threat, but rather - hopefully - as prey.]
no sweat, sorry for being slow on this end as well!
Already, the sight of him has Dodger mesmerized, but- first order of business is definitely making sure he doesn't get killed. Making sure he isn't seen as a threat, but rather - hopefully - as prey.]