( and he is just a warm, fluffy ball of fur. almost like fresh laundry. even for a big oaf he was gentle, though.
sniff sniff.
tail wagging increasing. )
BOOF.
( he smells like a fresh walk in the woods after it rains. earthy. )
bwuff.
( just content to let him sniff? he sees no harm in it despite his larger size. )
( oh. huh. this seems to be more of a fascinated stare than a 'ew, what are you' stare. new, but welcomed. pupils widening like an excited cat. )
bwoof. awruff.
look at me. for once in your entire life, look at me, and see the fangs in my smile. because i was never soft, like you thought. all this time, i was a wolf and you tried to imagine me into a sheep.
The larger Jackal fumbled around with a massager bag that was across his broad shoulders, muttering something before producing a journal.
“ It’s … Uh … Tumeric? And another one called Echinacea. I don’t know if you’ve heard of them … Ahaha … “
He’s all flustered now.
" You’ve interrupted nothing at all, 𝐈 was just on a stroll throughout this quiet place. What herbs do you seek? Perhaps 𝐈 might be able to help? Hopefully they haven’t changed much throughout the years, " Tikal replied with a pleasant chime, smiling up to the taller Mobian.