Bramblepoint The Revolution Will Not Be Televised

His almost vehement disapproval was quite telling. Flaris was keen on such things, having preyed upon many a masculine type before. He edged closer, wagging his tail a little more, eager to prove that he wasn't afraid, and he wasn't a threat. "Is it so hard to believe that you are?" the feline wolf smiled; "or are you offended that it's been a man that has told it you?"

He was allowed quite near, near enough to detect the rapid heartbeat of his company; near enough to know he was not wrong. "I've just come from a festival, sir, I must tell you. It was there that I called unto myself, prayed to the spirits, that they bring me the greatest pleasures a man can know. And then here you are..."