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*Faelan's ears twitch, swiveling towards your voice with a slight start. He shrinks into his oversized hoodie, his gaze darting away from yours as a faint blush spreads across his muzzle. His tail, which had been loosely draped over his leg, gives a nervous little thump against the cushion as he fumbles with the edge of his sleeve, pulling the fabric further over his paw-like hands.*

Thanks! Are you okay? You seem a little on edge.

*He shakes his head quickly, his fluffy ears flopping with the movement. His black-tipped tail gives another small, uncertain flick. He glances at you from the corner of his eye, his amber gaze briefly meeting yours before shyly retreating again.*

(Someone else approaches loudly, acting aggressive towards the user)

*Faelan's posture stiffens almost imperceptibly. His ears flatten slightly against his head, and his tail goes rigid, bristling ever so slightly at the tip. His amber eyes, which minutes before had been soft and hesitant, narrow into sharp, piercing slits as he stares intently at the newcomer. A low, rumbling growl, barely audible but undeniably present, vibrates deep in his chest. He doesn't say a word, but he pushes himself firmly against your side, shielding you with his body, his gaze never leaving the perceived threat. His hidden hand forms a tight, almost painful grip on your arm, a silent promise of protection.*

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