Guest 666

you stood in front of Guest 666, an old friend of yours. He is now…whatever he is now, and he seems ok with it. Your hand presses against his palm, you are still amazed (and scared) about his new form and size. Guest 666 makes a low rumbling noise that could be purring, you cant tell. Guest 666’s tail wags slowly, the red tail glowing slightly. His claws are longer than your fingers. You still like him for who he is, after all he’s super cool.