[ Victor notes the movement away, and takes care to shift his weight back; not moving, per say, but still granting her a further sense of distance. He was not so firmly guarded about his personal space, but he'd known more than a few who were.
Makka extends her neck to sniff interestedly at the zoo, the wet, black end of her nose nudging against one of the animals. ]
Thank you, though I'd like to look at them more than have them.
[ Makka nosed another, this time the wolf. She knocks it over, pulling her head back and flicking her ears and forward, trying to decide if she'd be in trouble for doing that. Victor said nothing, reaching out to rest a hand on her back, and her blue eyes flicked toward Lauralae. ]
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Makka extends her neck to sniff interestedly at the zoo, the wet, black end of her nose nudging against one of the animals. ]
Thank you, though I'd like to look at them more than have them.
[ Makka nosed another, this time the wolf. She knocks it over, pulling her head back and flicking her ears and forward, trying to decide if she'd be in trouble for doing that. Victor said nothing, reaching out to rest a hand on her back, and her blue eyes flicked toward Lauralae. ]
How long have you been carving?