So oblivious was he that Novella had to speak and touch him before his dark form would stir. Good thing she wasn't something more menacing, he might not have had a chance if she had been a cat, he'd smelled some kind of feline within their borders recently. He'd awaken with a start even with the gentleness of her touch. His head would shoot up from his paws as instinctively his hackles would raise. He wouldn't go any further than that though as he would even repress the growl that had threatened to bubble up. When he was awake enough to realize that it had been Novella and her question that had disturbed him his form would easily slip back into his relaxed manner. "Yeah, old man needs his nap." Frith's words were groggy as he reiterated his question. Was he really that old though? When had that happened? He supposed he was not as young as he used to be but old? Not yet. He'd let Novella have her joke though, she didn't need a nap. Unless that was why she'd sought him out. "Does old woman need to share his nap spot?"
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