M
Maverick.
Guest
*when the bat says this, Mav growls and bares her teeth*Cerise stepped forward, her height coming to just under Maverick's waist. The tiny bat reached a paw out, each claw beautifully painted intricate ruby and gold colours.
"Perhaps you may not be used to friends, no?" The bat laughed.
Taro stood back up, straightening herself out. She returned to Cerise's side, folding her ears beneath her and sitting upon them.
"Maverick is a great friend, I think! She's just a little... Well, alert, would be the best way to put it." Taro chattered, a bright, friendly smile spread across her cheeks.
*she looks at Taro*
Can I talk to you?
*she glares at Cerise*
Alone?
