It's like a kind of torture to have to watch the show

Ghoul watched as Medusa approached. A tinge of copper caused a brow to quirk. Was that her blood or someone else's? His brow lowered as his lips pursed, but still, he remained silent. The next few moments would belong to the two females. Even as Medusa asked what he had found and brought to her pack lands, he had to hold back a smirk. Oh, he had found something indeed. Something that was a lot more interesting to him than he cared to admit.

He knew Medusa was playful and rather harmless when she wanted to be. Such was the moment as he watched the Alphess bend down into a bow. His gaze quickly switched over to Cricket who probably had no idea that Medusa meant no harm. The fur along his own spine bristled as his shortened tail lifted just slightly above his hindquarters. Even if he was still healing and slower than he normally was, he would hopefully be able to grab the girl before Medusa chomped her.

Thankfully that didn't happen. Cricket's introduction and anxious but playful movements allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief. "Cricket is a loner who needs a home, Medusa. Cricket has been raising herself and is not adjusted to being around others much," his ruby gaze finally lingers back over to Medusa as he stands between the two females. One skeletal and the other slime. How was it that he could never avoid the weirdness in this world?

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