cat-sized Foul Legacy shenanigans where he cheeps and trills and weaves between your legs whenever you return from work, pawing at your shin. when you take just a moment too long to hang up your coat, Legacy huffs and promptly scales your leg himself, tiny claws digging pinpricks into the fabric of your pants. you yelp in surprise, but he just clambers onto your shoulder and nuzzles happily against your face, giving your cheek a small lick. it only takes a few seconds for him to completely drape over your shoulders, taking up as much room as possible.
you have to keep him balanced while you fill out some paperwork, occasionally feeling Legacy sloooowly beginning to slip, tilting your body the other way. he, of course, does absolutely nothing to help, rumbling very smugly from his perch. with a sigh you raise a hand to scritch behind his horns, his little claws reaching out to grab your hand and pull it closer, gently nibbling on each finger. when he does inevitably flop over it's very purposefully into your lap, stretching against your stomach and purring lazily with unabashed adoration because no matter how annoying he is, he's YOUR annoying ball of Abyssal fluff.
