Cecil laughed.
"Charmingly vague," they drawled. Suppose they couldn't expect everyone to be up front. Hell, they weren't exactly being straight about themself either. "I get it. Can't trust just anyone you run into."
The crow, with a sharp caw, fluttered up to perch on his shoulders. Cecil watched, thoughtfully. Animals could enjoy the company of cruel men- they'd seen dogs enough to know that. But the way the newly-named Nate Ronan was angling himself towards them felt like he was no less wary than they were.
Ah, they'd play along. Why not.
Cecil took a delicate step forward, testing, and was pleased to find the balance issues had more or less sorted themselves out, long as they weren't doing more than walking. Body knew itself better than the brain did, it seemed.
"Cecil Acothley," they said amiably. "Suppose you could say the same for me. Now, I mean nothin' by it, but as the bearer of such a name myself...Nate Ronan don't much seem like it belongs to a wolf."
"Charmingly vague," they drawled. Suppose they couldn't expect everyone to be up front. Hell, they weren't exactly being straight about themself either. "I get it. Can't trust just anyone you run into."
The crow, with a sharp caw, fluttered up to perch on his shoulders. Cecil watched, thoughtfully. Animals could enjoy the company of cruel men- they'd seen dogs enough to know that. But the way the newly-named Nate Ronan was angling himself towards them felt like he was no less wary than they were.
Ah, they'd play along. Why not.
Cecil took a delicate step forward, testing, and was pleased to find the balance issues had more or less sorted themselves out, long as they weren't doing more than walking. Body knew itself better than the brain did, it seemed.
"Cecil Acothley," they said amiably. "Suppose you could say the same for me. Now, I mean nothin' by it, but as the bearer of such a name myself...Nate Ronan don't much seem like it belongs to a wolf."
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