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He thought he could feel a slightly shudder at the touch, which made him feel awkward. Taikon decided to offer a bit of space, so he bent down to take the rabbit in his jaws and walk in a light turnaround as Zephyr spoke. It was clear that the boy was hardly pleased at the sight of him — he looked like shit and he knew it. Dropping the rabbit, Taikon sat down.
I should've asked, he admitted. He was often in a dejected and thin state of mind these days. He bent easily to the thoughts and will of others. You were busy, and there were a lot of feelings, and it was time sensitive. The defence itself made some sense. Taikon and Takiyok didn't know anyone. Zephyr was still recovering from his concussion and things between them had gotten weird. Taikon had thought about finding an escort from the pack to go with Takiyok, but neither of them had been integrated into the pack before he'd left.
It was the wrong call. He placed a paw on the rabbit.