White hair, white fuzzy legs, black horns and whiptail, looking bitter--it's not surprising they're unrecognized.
It's a miracle they hear him over the sound of their own stomping, but they do, pausing to eye whoever's interrupting them. They're expecting an emergency of some kind, and seeing an oddly familiar face gives them pause.
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Date: 2016-10-23 09:13 pm (UTC)It's a miracle they hear him over the sound of their own stomping, but they do, pausing to eye whoever's interrupting them. They're expecting an emergency of some kind, and seeing an oddly familiar face gives them pause.
"...hello?"