Anwir. Rook familiarised himself with the name as he deftly and without shame moved through the savanaclaw dorm.
His ability to sneak around was truly unmatched, especially since Savanaclaw used to be his hunting ground back when he was a student in the dorm.
"Ah!" His eyes lit up as he caught wind of Anwir's voice, taking his time to press himself against the wall and listen in. He had heard about the student, and thought him interesting enough to hunt for a while.
Though watching had gotten a little bit repetitive... Rook shuffled to the side, revealing himself with a cheerful grin. "Bonjour!"
- @rookonthehunt
now, it'd be a lie to say that Anwir wasn't entirely aware of the presence nearby. the constantly moving dorm-mates he had were easy background noise, and he'd been here long enough that he knew most of them by the footsteps.
the beastman was aware of the oddity. he still talked, of course- to some boy who wanted to ask about the dorm and whatnot. a first year who thought him approachable. not that it mattered. the moment the younger student was gone ( skipping off, reminding him of carmine-- ) that odd sound approached. Anwir heard it, of course, turning to greet the. . . pomefiore student? how interesting.
“ he~llo~ violet~ ” Anwir greets, blinking at the . . . . . . wonderful. a brief flash of tenseness before it's overridden by a hum, and Anwir shifts his weight once to offer a "friendlier" smile, “ pomefiore vice-head~ didn't recognize you! what brings you back here? is that why it feels livelier at the moment? ”
“ you know~ ” Anwir looks behind rook, before taking an experimental step to the side as if feigning fleeing, “ you seem lonely! did you come here on your own? i worry! ”
