The Sentinels toto….

The voice of another made him jump, but mostly just confused him. The boy blinked a few times, shyly waving his tail.

Um. Hi. Sweating, if he could, Carlisle plastered on a big, “please-don’t-kill-me” smile.

My name’s Carlisle, not Murphy. I don’t know any Murphys. Oh fuck, had he walked into somebody’s house? He would do that, he considered, but only as an accident. He tucked his feet together, swaying side to side idly.

His mom would be so mad at him if he died here.