[ food offerings, was his hunch on point—? it was, and as any interaction with a kitsune, an offering of high value such as this one was a game breaker; any desire to bring her tricks and mischief has fallen flat the instant she holds out the single sausage with her vectors and the tasty, wafing smell fills his twitching snout and wet nose. gently clasping the offered end between his teeth, the fox dips his head away slowly only to nearly swallow it whole in about— maybe two or three chews.
he licks his chops, his single brush-ended tail motions into five, and with feline grace, he drops to land on the floor of her living space, front paws and then back. "have this meal" was not the same as "welcome home", but eren has deduced and accepted that it feels that way. would you look at that, with a squeeze of his eyes and a low rotation of his ears, his lips pull back, and he smiles. ]
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he licks his chops, his single brush-ended tail motions into five, and with feline grace, he drops to land on the floor of her living space, front paws and then back. "have this meal" was not the same as "welcome home", but eren has deduced and accepted that it feels that way. would you look at that, with a squeeze of his eyes and a low rotation of his ears, his lips pull back, and he smiles. ]