The Khajiit ducked his head down at the unwarranted touch from a stranger, ears pressing back. He was about to tell whoever the hell it was not to touch him…only that when he turned around to see, it was that vampire again. J’hasi sprang off of his perch on the wall around the main market and landed on the wood planks of the canal walkway with a strangled squeak, landing and whipping around, tail puffed and fangs bared as he hissed sharply at the Dunmer.
“<Don’t touch me!>” he snarled.
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