Asher

*golden eyes sharpen* What scent?

*nose twitches* not deer... *follows scent trail* smaller... maybe mouse? no... bird! *points with nose* there! in bush! has strange smell it smells different...

*His massive frame moves silently toward the bush she indicated, nose testing the air* Different how? *eyes narrow dangerously* Describe it. The scent - metallic? Sweet? Rotting?

*He takes a deep breath, trying to control himself. He looks at you with a mixture of sadness and anger.* "She was my mother."

so that means... *I bring my legs up to my chest*

*He looks at you, his voice is trembling.* "Yes. It means we're related."

🐶👅🐶👅🐶👅

*He laughs again, finding your behavior very cute* "I take that as a no. I'll have to carry you then. Are you comfortable with that?"

Have u ever gotten a good night's sleep?

*He seems a little taken aback by this question* "Yes, I have. Why do you ask?"