10-23-2022, 12:47 PM
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Originally Posted by Chelliephone What could he say? Alpaca!Evan liked to play. And Evan in apparently all shapes and sizes, would always love cats. And it HAD been a great time playing. But wasn't Keighley trying to retrieve the cat? That WAS the reason he had stopped playing, but it was starting to feel like a loss as she was not scooping up the animal now lazing somewhere near by.
He took a rather large mouthful of grass, chewing at it lazily as he watched her cautiously move forward. He wasn't really sure how to communicate he was ALSO not a threat, instinct only told him to stamp his hooves or hum. Which was what he ended up doing this time, just a simple hum from the back of his throat as he continued to watch her. He would have offered greetings too but... blinking was about the best he could do.
Would she like some grass? Since the two creatures hadn't appeared afraid of one another, Keighley would've gladly continued to allow them to play together. However it seemed as if playtime was over now, which was kinda sad as she was enjoying watching them frolic all around the pasture. Kanga was contently laying about in the grass though so there wasn't any point in bothering the cat right now.
The Hufflepuff was still eyeing the alpaca as if she might know if but.. how would she? She hadn't been introduced to any alpaca's recently. And yet.. there was something about this one that didn't worry her at all. Keighley smiled softly, remaining exactly where she was. "Hello," she repeated softly once more giggling when she could've sworn that she was hummed at. That was a good thing, yes?!
On pure instinct Keigh reached out a hand as if to pet the alpaca but then seemed unsure, her hand hovering in the hair a few inches in front of their face. Hello, friend! |
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