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"What's the matter?" Frost asked moving away as Akarui stood up yelling at a bird. He could likely easily catch it and dispose of it, eating it or something. But did the bird really matter? Was she using this as an excuse to not answer to his words, had they made her feel awkward?
It was hard enough to get close to Akarui normally having this distracting bird was a hassle. Holding back his temper filled desire to growl, kill the bird, and pull Akarui back close to him, he stood. "What can I do to help?" Frost's wings flapped slowly in the air behind him and his tail stood straight. As he resisted the temptation to touch her.
It was hard enough to get close to Akarui normally having this distracting bird was a hassle. Holding back his temper filled desire to growl, kill the bird, and pull Akarui back close to him, he stood. "What can I do to help?" Frost's wings flapped slowly in the air behind him and his tail stood straight. As he resisted the temptation to touch her.