The Khajiit’s hand reached for the door handle behind him once he felt his tail brush the wood.
“For your sake, I hope it is.” he muttered, slipping outside quickly as he could. He spent a moment or two shaking once he was out of the undead’s sight, the door closed behind him, then headed quickly for the city gates.
He was running out of cities that didn’t have vampires hiding among the crowds.
J’hasi’s fur prickled, caught between bolting back outside and not wanting to be caught with his back vulnerable. He edged back from the pot, eyes locked on the vampire. Internally cursing out his curiosity about the scent of food, making him entirely overlook the undead scent that could’ve warned him to get out right away, the Khajiit’s ears flicked back.
“Didn’t touch it. I’m not that stupid.” he stated with a bit of a warning in his tone, showing more teeth than necessary.
J’hasi’s muzzle wrinkled, tail swishing sharply behind him.
“Try it and you’ll regret it.”
The Khajiit scowled a little.
“Next time I won’t hide you. I’m not in the habit of covering for someone I barely know.”
J’hasi scowled, fur puffed as he slowly edged back towards the door.
“I would prefer it if it was.” he hissed, ears pressing even flatter against his skull.
The Khajiit frowned, unsure what to say in response for a few moments.
“…I suppose you would know if you live here.” he muttered.
Blue Flax — “You are very kind.”
Iris — “Your friendship means so much to me”
The Khajiit’s ears pricked at the flowers, seeming a little surprised for a few moments before he recognized what kinds they were, then immediately wondered if Brielle actually meant what the flowers said. He felt heat touch under his fur, swallowing before he managed a smile. Before he could mess up somehow and make the atmosphere between them uncomfortable, he stepped forward a little to give her a gentle hug, taking care not to squish the flowers.
“Thanks, Brielle. They’re beautiful.” he said quietly, tail curling towards the Breton.
The Khajiit peered around a dappled grey mare that dwarfed him with a frown.
“I hope you’re not referring to my horse.” Ghost looked at the stranger calmly, then snorted a cloud of steam into the early morning air.
[Found my old base of J’hasi!!
He looks too built though…and not scrawny enough :c]
J’hasi’s eyes flicked over the stranger with a bit of wariness.
“I’ll pass. I don’t work with strangers.”
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