A Bone To Pick

Khran had been listening as Asla spoke. It was when she'd pushed him that he gave her a look of confusion. What did he do? There was no need for him to be punished when they'd only spoken. Was it because he stepped out of line? Something in him nearly snapped. His tail threatened to tuck. His ears quivered to fight off being pinned against his skull. This was not there. She was not them. A whine managed to slip free as he took a few steps back. Gaze dropped for only a second; before, finding its way back to Asla's face. Hoping she hadn't noticed the shift in his demeanor. The monochromatic male left that side of him back on the lands of Japan. They'd died from his teeth. Never to return.

YOU are an important thing. This was beginning to become too much for him. He wanted to end this quickly and escape to corners of elsewhere. Anywhere but here. "Thank you, Asla." Khran cleared his throat. Returning his voice back to its original state. Having not realized that it sounded quite odd and off-putting. "I will take your words with great heed. I must go, however." He didn't wait to be dismissed. With a bow, he turned and walked off in the direction he'd come. So many emotions to work through and a past to bury once more.

/Exit
"Khranbari Chah Fao"