You can’t know for certain. [He puffs.] I’ve always heard they have some sort of....I don’t know, kinship with the elves of this world.
[And would you look at that. Somehow it works, the way Fenris lowers himself to his knees.
Or— for a second it seems to. Because something in the animal's blazing expression shifts, mirroring the way it sinks down into its posture just then, breaking like a wave of— what, anxiety? Fear? It’s hard to say, but in an instant the beast moves to drop from the bed, heavy paws thudding over ancient floorboards on approach.
And, as Astarion rises from his seat in a whipping second, dagger already raised in hand, more than ready to strike in defense of the elf he’d stupidly roped into this (how did he expect this to go, well?? it’s a wild animal for gods’ sake—) spurring his own weight forward—
Just as it takes to sniffing— no, lapping at Fenris’ face, tail flapping behind her heavily enough to be audible in now awkward silence.
...wow. Okay. That’s.]
Well.
Didn’t see that coming.
[Don’t mind him, he’s just. Going to sit back down and pretend nothing ever happened and that he definitely wasn’t getting ready try and assassinate this wolf for the second time in a handful of days.
Fasta vass he needs a drink.]
As you can see, the damn thing’s been following me since my last mission. Which, yes, before you ask, I’ve tried everything imaginable to get it to stop— only one little problem: it can phase.
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[And would you look at that. Somehow it works, the way Fenris lowers himself to his knees.
Or— for a second it seems to. Because something in the animal's blazing expression shifts, mirroring the way it sinks down into its posture just then, breaking like a wave of— what, anxiety? Fear? It’s hard to say, but in an instant the beast moves to drop from the bed, heavy paws thudding over ancient floorboards on approach.
And, as Astarion rises from his seat in a whipping second, dagger already raised in hand, more than ready to strike in defense of the elf he’d stupidly roped into this (how did he expect this to go, well?? it’s a wild animal for gods’ sake—) spurring his own weight forward—
Just as it takes to sniffing— no, lapping at Fenris’ face, tail flapping behind her heavily enough to be audible in now awkward silence.
...wow. Okay. That’s.]
Well.
Didn’t see that coming.
[Don’t mind him, he’s just. Going to sit back down and pretend nothing ever happened and that he definitely wasn’t getting ready try and assassinate this wolf for the second time in a handful of days.
Fasta vass he needs a drink.]
As you can see, the damn thing’s been following me since my last mission. Which, yes, before you ask, I’ve tried everything imaginable to get it to stop— only one little problem: it can phase.
Through everything.