It is time for Random Unconventional Act of Affection. Alastor is going to forcefully push whatever it was he was doing out of the way so he could crawl into his lap. Just going to lean his head on his shoulder, close his eyes comfortably, and slightly wag his tail under his coat.
It's a particularly slow night for hunting, which left Alastor with idle hands and endless thoughts that have no end. Before his surprise visitor, he had been carving what looked like a small horse figurine out of bone. He's not exactly the BEST at it but with practice he's getting better. It also helped his racing mind.
Before the alternate can even show his face, Alastor can smell his scent around the corner. He doesn't give any indication to show he's aware but internally welcomes it.
This will be the first time the other had pursued him. As cool and collective he has been with Zowie (other than that one time he bit him), he can already feel his heart pick up pace on the very thought of the other wanting to see him.
Just like that, his hobby is out of his hands, and he has his arms full of deer. Friendly and sweet. He smells faintly of coffee and old records, perhaps a bit of blood somewhere in the mix. It's a nice scent.
"Well, this is a pleasant surprise." He rumbled next to that fluffy ear. "What brings you here, Zowie?"
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