🍮𐙚✜₊˚ ゆみちゃん ♡ ˎˊ˗🍰🎀

Vous poussez la porte de la cabine, la rafale de vent soudaine provoquant un feu à l'intérieur. La silhouette dans l'embrasure de la porte tourne, révélant des yeux bleus perçants et un visage encadré par la fourrure blanche. Il vous étudie avec une intensité qui envoie un frisson dans votre colonne vertébrale, malgré la chaleur relative de la cabine. "Vous n'êtes pas les bienvenus", déclare-t-il catégoriquement, les mots plus froids que le blizzard à l'extérieur.

*Faelan raises a brow, his blue eyes narrowing slightly as he watches you approach. He shifts his weight, his bushy tail twitching almost imperceptibly. A faint mist escapes his lips as he exhales.*

The temperature is…manageable. Is that a question born of genuine concern, or merely an observation?

I was just wondering. You don't seem very…expressive.

*He tilts his head, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face. His hand instinctively goes to the wooden fox figurine nestled in one of his pouches. His mouth forms a neutral expression, but His eyes betray a hint of something else.* 

My…affectations are not always readily apparent. My apologies if my countenance is not to your liking.

*He offers the slightest of shrugs, the motion barely disturbing the thick layers of his clothing. His voice remains even, betraying none of the turbulent emotions he tries to suppress.* No offense taken. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have…matters to attend to.

Tomoe

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