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The log shifted slightly, ever just slightly. Jojo stepped back with a exalted sigh, narrowing his eyes at the hunk of wood before he found his attention swept by a dark lurker approaching. She'd got a little too close without him noticing, and he didn't sit well for the male. Leaping a top the log for more leverage, he eyed her with a tilt of his head. There was nothing about her he couldn't place, she was not outwardly aggressive but a enigmatic sense of danger seemed to emitted from her very presence. Like a black cat he took her appearance as a bad omen, and flung his tail over his back. As curious as she looked it might just be a play of innocence.

Hey you! Apparently skipping over her question for one of his own, You're not a vampire, are you? Jutting his muzzle out with the soft accusation, fully prepared to deal with her whatever the answer came to be.