Something’s familiar about these strangers like me — ;
Look at all those strangers. Stranger danger.
Why were so many humans in his forest of peace and solitude? Did he have to start placing signs everywhere that said ‘No stinky humans allowed’? He’d do it. He swore to the animal gods he would.
Quickly and with ease, the tealette leapt down from his place in a tree, bright cyan eyes widening with curiosity when he realized he had stopped in front of one of the people he had been expecting.
Well, this was a thing.
He leaned forward and sniffed. Sniff, sniff, sniff. His hands reached out and landed on the person’s shoulders as he sniffed them over before looking into their eyes with a fierce and demanding little glare.
“What you doing here.” He demanded in his occasional broken English when he was too lost in thought to think over his words.
Speechless, was one way to describe how he felt. All he wanted was a peaceful walk, and to get away from all the noise of his memories in the palace--without meeting half animal people from Aeolous jumping down from trees and sniffing him. Was that too much to ask?
"I was just taking a walk." At least he managed to keep his tone clear and face straight through the surprise. "Would you mind not being so close to me?" He asked as politely as he could, without being tempted to just blast him off with a wave of magic.















