[Questions Clint has probably never had to ask in a practical fashion. Her focus is on the small running fleeing thing, but then a people gets in her way. But this people holds out his hands, and the pose strikes her as familiar. Charlie slows to a jog, then stops a few feet away. Close enough to pounce if she so wanted to, not close enough to reach out and bite.
She has not exactly shifted out of attack mode, still bent down, clawed fingers flexing, mouth open enough to show the sharp teeth. The coiled tension in her body, too, remains; this is no idle threat. But she does stop, tail gently swaying for balance. Watching.]
this tag is wonderful and you are wonderful
She has not exactly shifted out of attack mode, still bent down, clawed fingers flexing, mouth open enough to show the sharp teeth. The coiled tension in her body, too, remains; this is no idle threat. But she does stop, tail gently swaying for balance. Watching.]