Supersonic Rocketship

”Buddy, chum, pal...” He tucked his chin so he could watch what she was doing as she stepped closer and invaded his space. His gaze followed her paw as she reached out to poke at him and once she'd done it, he quirked a brow and lifted his gaze to meet hers. "Really?" his expression asked.

His taste? Who was this feisty little creature and where had she come from, because she was baffling to say the least. Jupiter didn't know what to make of her, but he quite liked that. "My taste? Pixie, you ain't tasted nothing yet." This was a new game for him, but he was going to act and play as if he was a pro.

Her question made him snort a laugh. Admittedly he was a little confused; no one had ever question his eyesight before. Perhaps the lighting had contracted his pupils down to nothing and all she was seeing was his silver irises.

She leaned in as if she was trying to stare into his eyes (which was no small feat considering the size difference) and without skipping a beat Jupiter leaned down so they were nearly nose to nose and stared back at her. "Of course I can see you." He squinted at her as if questioning her eyesight. "Can you see me?"

"Jupiter"   "Amadeus" ”You”