“You hate me don’t you?”

The Khajiit’s ears flicked back, an annoyed look on his face as he tried to keep his puffed tail behind himself, out of sight.

“Wonder how you could’ve come to that conclusion… A real mystery, that.” he grumbled, trying to keep that ice-cold shock spidering from his heart over his chest from spreading, to calm down before the undead could catch on.

“Got you moving, didn’t it?”

J’hasi’s ears pressed back flat to his skull, hissing sharply from his perch on a tree limb, tail puffed and swishing back and forth.

“Touch me again and next time you won’t have fingers to touch me with.” he spat.

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