*I will be adopting and stealing the term, ‘trauma sponge.’*
*Oh yeah I’m definitely going to use that whenever I get the chance. Tim is a trauma sponge, certainly.*
*Omori is my biggest trauma-sponge character (probably due to the numerous cosmic horrors she's been tormented by), though a close second would be Corvi from the Sleepover series. Poor girl went through enough inches-away-from-death moments to last multiple lifetimes, and she's only 14.*
*my biggest Trauma sponge is my character Elijah from Percy Jackson. He has a whole host of issues and is currently on a quest with the two people he would least want to be on a quest with. It’s fun*
He cannot withstand the assault, laughing and smiling and kissing them back as much as he can, “I just… wanted a way for you to always have a way home.”
He nods, putting them down and grabbing a movie for them to watch.
There isn’t really a bedroom other than Caterina’s, which is plastered with more Fire Force fan posters, which she takes down and hides.
*is it true, tho?*
"Our home, dear.." she smiles, sighing contently
He sits down and gets comfy
He looks around for another bed, frowning.
*Yep, so you can contact me, it’s in my jester sig.*
He smiles back at them, making his way out of their hold and walking inside “Come on, it’s really good inside too.”
He sets up the movie, dims the lights, heats up some popcorn with his breath, and sits down with his son.
She runs around the house, looking for a cot or something “Sorry… I’m a bad host, you can have my bed.”
*yay!*
She follows him, excited.
He leans into his dad, watching the movie.
"If I'm going to be in your bed, you're going to be in it, else I'll sleep on a pile of blankets or something."
Inside is even better than outside, built to be more than a house, it seems to have been built to be a home.
(Good end? I love a happy family)
She stops her scrambling, looking down at them, “Are you… sure you want to do that? I can just, sleep somewhere else, but, if you want to.”
"This is so cozy..." she smiles, looking at everything
(Aye, good end indeed.)
"I insist, actually. Will bring us closer together in the long run, which is what the Group needs. Unity. If you don't want to, I'll sleep on the floor on blankets."
*Your turn to pick.*
He smiles back at them as he leads them around the place “I’m sorry I could’ve have shown you earlier, I’m happy you like it all.”
She purses her lips, thinking about it for a moment before booping them on the nose, “If that’s what you want, great leader, then we can sleep together, but no hugging, I don’t want to get my fur dirty.”
He smiles back at them as he leads them around the place “I’m sorry I could’ve have shown you earlier, I’m happy you like it all.”
She purses her lips, thinking about it for a moment before booping them on the nose, “If that’s what you want, great leader, then we can sleep together, but no hugging, I don’t want to get my fur dirty.”
*Rag!*
"I love it.. thank you."
"I'm not dirty! That's just rude, you know?"
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He smiles back at them as he leads them around the place “I’m sorry I could’ve have shown you earlier, I’m happy you like it all.”
She purses her lips, thinking about it for a moment before booping them on the nose, “If that’s what you want, great leader, then we can sleep together, but no hugging, I don’t want to get my fur dirty.”
*Rag!*
"I love it.. thank you."
"I'm not dirty! That's just rude, you know?"
He kisses her cheek, “Maybe we can sleep here tonight? The beds are nice, I think anyway.”
She looks down at them, squinting and putting her hands on her hips, “Fine… a little hugging, but because you asked for it.” This was all a part of her plan all along.
Rag is going for a walk around Aspen, thinking about how far he’s come from being a scrawny monster hunter.
Thorfinn watches them fall to the ground, and is distracted for another moment as he’s stabbed by a claw, organs dripping out of his chest. He takes a deep breath, and forces himself to keep going, bellowing out as he swings his greatsword like a cleaver, his broken arm swinging limply as the other slashes into the monster, with each blow Thorfinn takes, the beast takes five. Eventually, after a long battle, Thorfinn is able to swing down one last time, and the monster drops first. The paralysis on Mavis stops in that moment as she hears the presence once again, “Ah, what a legendary monster hunter, isn’t he?”
The instant the paralysis wears off, she stands up and tries to rush over to beside him- perhaps a bit too quickly, as she winces and clutches her stomach in pain, falling over. Odds are, one of her ribs is broken from the dragon's tail strike. Before she gets up again, she speaks to the presence. "I need you to heal all of his wounds as best you can, return him to the condition in which he started this fight. I don't give a damn about the cost. Just do it." She mutters angrily- there's no way in the Nine Hells she's going to let her best friend die to a dragon, and she's keeping that promise.
She hears the presence make a tsking sound, “Oh, you haven’t paid for your first two purchases just yet, how about this instead?” Suddenly, their hunter bag, with all of their tools inside plops onto the ground next to them. Not long after, Thorfinn’s hand slips off of the hilt of his blade, his legs giving out on him as he hits the ground with a wet thud, giving shallow, long breaths, weak.
She quickly rummages through the bag, producing a jar containing some sort of healing ooze- the same variety that Thorfinn used to patch their wounds on previous hunts. She quickly runs up to beside Thorfinn- well, as quickly as she can with a broken rib- and kneels beside him, attempting to use the mixture to mend his injuries. "Oh no no no no. You're not dying for a long while, pal."
He looks up to them, the light from his eyes is fading fast. He holds up his still working arm, coughing up blood with that smile on his face “Mavis… I don’t know how you got here… but… thank you… if I had a choice what face would be the last I ever see… I’m happy it’s yours…” His wounds are healing, but not fast enough to save him, the dragon gutted him, it’s only a matter of time before he’s gone. He holds her hand, the strength he once held all but gone, “I… thank you… you are the best friend I couldve ever asked for…”
"It's okay, it's going to be okay. We're going to get back alive. Both of us." She continues trying to patch up the wounds, tears trickling from her eyes, emptying the entire jar of healing ooze in a desperate attempt to keep him alive. She turns to look at something- someone- behind her that is seemingly not there. "Help him, please! I don't care about the cost- I'll pay it all back right after... just save him... please..."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
They hear laughter in return for their plea, “Oh girly, you don’t understand, this is your cost, the cost of knowledge is a pricy one, and you kept adding onto it with all your questions and requests. You pay by watching him die in your arms.” Thorfinn looks confused, blinking slower, his eyes slowly closing, “Mavis… please… hold my hand… just… for one moment longer… hold my hand…”
He smiles back at them as he leads them around the place “I’m sorry I could’ve have shown you earlier, I’m happy you like it all.”
She purses her lips, thinking about it for a moment before booping them on the nose, “If that’s what you want, great leader, then we can sleep together, but no hugging, I don’t want to get my fur dirty.”
*Rag!*
"I love it.. thank you."
"I'm not dirty! That's just rude, you know?"
He kisses her cheek, “Maybe we can sleep here tonight? The beds are nice, I think anyway.”
She looks down at them, squinting and putting her hands on her hips, “Fine… a little hugging, but because you asked for it.” This was all a part of her plan all along.
Rag is going for a walk around Aspen, thinking about how far he’s come from being a scrawny monster hunter.
"I'd love to, my old bed's so worn out." she laughs
"Maybe a little more than a little?..."
"How does it feel?" Asks a great eagle, taller and broader than Rag. He sits in the neutral area, closest to Summer (anthro, duh)
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He smiles back at them as he leads them around the place “I’m sorry I could’ve have shown you earlier, I’m happy you like it all.”
She purses her lips, thinking about it for a moment before booping them on the nose, “If that’s what you want, great leader, then we can sleep together, but no hugging, I don’t want to get my fur dirty.”
*Rag!*
"I love it.. thank you."
"I'm not dirty! That's just rude, you know?"
He kisses her cheek, “Maybe we can sleep here tonight? The beds are nice, I think anyway.”
She looks down at them, squinting and putting her hands on her hips, “Fine… a little hugging, but because you asked for it.” This was all a part of her plan all along.
Rag is going for a walk around Aspen, thinking about how far he’s come from being a scrawny monster hunter.
"I'd love to, my old bed's so worn out." she laughs
"Maybe a little more than a little?..."
"How does it feel?" Asks a great eagle, taller and broader than Rag. He sits in the neutral area, closest to Summer (anthro, duh)
He laughs a bit, leading them to the bedroom, with two beds just in case, one much larger than the other.
“Fine, a lot of hugging and snuggling, but only because you wanted it more than anything else.” She says, pointing her nose up.
He looks over to the great eagle, raising an eyebrow “How does what feel? This life? Amazing, each day better than the last.”
They hear laughter in return for their plea, “Oh girly, you don’t understand, this is your cost, the cost of knowledge is a pricy one, and you kept adding onto it with all your questions and requests. You pay by watching him die in your arms.” Thorfinn looks confused, blinking slower, his eyes slowly closing, “Mavis… please… hold my hand… just… for one moment longer… hold my hand…”
She is silent for a second, before she quietly goes back to Thorfinn, holding his hand with both of her own. "I... I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry..." Is all she can manage to stammer out.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He laughs a bit, leading them to the bedroom, with two beds just in case, one much larger than the other.
“Fine, a lot of hugging and snuggling, but only because you wanted it more than anything else.” She says, pointing her nose up.
He looks over to the great eagle, raising an eyebrow “How does what feel? This life? Amazing, each day better than the last.”
She lays into her own bed, calling him over.
"This pleases me greatly, Follower."
Rag feels a deep connection to the man, something tugs on his heart, drawing him closer. "Not exactly what I meant."
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They hear laughter in return for their plea, “Oh girly, you don’t understand, this is your cost, the cost of knowledge is a pricy one, and you kept adding onto it with all your questions and requests. You pay by watching him die in your arms.” Thorfinn looks confused, blinking slower, his eyes slowly closing, “Mavis… please… hold my hand… just… for one moment longer… hold my hand…”
She is silent for a second, before she quietly goes back to Thorfinn, holding his hand with both of her own. "I... I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry..." Is all she can manage to stammer out.
He pulls them close, putting his forehead to theirs, they can hear his weak breaths and know his time is shorter and shorter every second “Mavis… I forgive you… I only have one thing I ask of you… okay?”
He laughs a bit, leading them to the bedroom, with two beds just in case, one much larger than the other.
“Fine, a lot of hugging and snuggling, but only because you wanted it more than anything else.” She says, pointing her nose up.
He looks over to the great eagle, raising an eyebrow “How does what feel? This life? Amazing, each day better than the last.”
She lays into her own bed, calling him over.
"This pleases me greatly, Follower."
Rag feels a deep connection to the man, something tugs on his heart, drawing him closer. "Not exactly what I meant."
He doesn’t much hesitate, coming over and lying down with them, “I… I love you more than anything I could’ve known, the other thing that comes close is Sylvia. I love you, Yuki.”
“I have a name.” She walks over and hugs them, nuzzling and purring against them.
He stops for a moment, feeling his own chest before looking back to them, “Then you must mean immortality? Who are you, friend?”
He laughs a bit, leading them to the bedroom, with two beds just in case, one much larger than the other.
“Fine, a lot of hugging and snuggling, but only because you wanted it more than anything else.” She says, pointing her nose up.
He looks over to the great eagle, raising an eyebrow “How does what feel? This life? Amazing, each day better than the last.”
She lays into her own bed, calling him over.
"This pleases me greatly, Follower."
Rag feels a deep connection to the man, something tugs on his heart, drawing him closer. "Not exactly what I meant."
He doesn’t much hesitate, coming over and lying down with them, “I… I love you more than anything I could’ve known, the other thing that comes close is Sylvia. I love you, Yuki.”
“I have a name.” She walks over and hugs them, nuzzling and purring against them.
He stops for a moment, feeling his own chest before looking back to them, “Then you must mean immortality? Who are you, friend?”
She rubs his back deeply, smiling. "My sweet boy and his dear horse.. Love you, so much."
"Caterina. Yes." he smiles, hugging back and blushing
"Well, you've got my Spirit of the Flesh. Suits you more than it did me. I'm Jam."
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He laughs a bit, leading them to the bedroom, with two beds just in case, one much larger than the other.
“Fine, a lot of hugging and snuggling, but only because you wanted it more than anything else.” She says, pointing her nose up.
He looks over to the great eagle, raising an eyebrow “How does what feel? This life? Amazing, each day better than the last.”
She lays into her own bed, calling him over.
"This pleases me greatly, Follower."
Rag feels a deep connection to the man, something tugs on his heart, drawing him closer. "Not exactly what I meant."
He doesn’t much hesitate, coming over and lying down with them, “I… I love you more than anything I could’ve known, the other thing that comes close is Sylvia. I love you, Yuki.”
“I have a name.” She walks over and hugs them, nuzzling and purring against them.
He stops for a moment, feeling his own chest before looking back to them, “Then you must mean immortality? Who are you, friend?”
She rubs his back deeply, smiling. "My sweet boy and his dear horse.. Love you, so much."
"Caterina. Yes." he smiles, hugging back and blushing
"Well, you've got my Spirit of the Flesh. Suits you more than it did me. I'm Jam."
He nuzzles deeply into them, holding them with his soft, soothing paws, kissing her as passionately as he could possibly hope to must within himself.
She drags them back to her bed, tossing them down, and cradling them, padding around her bed like a cat would before taking a nap.
“I’ve got to say, immortality is something I’ve always feared I’ve have, and I couldn’t be happier I have it now. You already know who I am, I assume.”
He laughs a bit, leading them to the bedroom, with two beds just in case, one much larger than the other.
“Fine, a lot of hugging and snuggling, but only because you wanted it more than anything else.” She says, pointing her nose up.
He looks over to the great eagle, raising an eyebrow “How does what feel? This life? Amazing, each day better than the last.”
She lays into her own bed, calling him over.
"This pleases me greatly, Follower."
Rag feels a deep connection to the man, something tugs on his heart, drawing him closer. "Not exactly what I meant."
He doesn’t much hesitate, coming over and lying down with them, “I… I love you more than anything I could’ve known, the other thing that comes close is Sylvia. I love you, Yuki.”
“I have a name.” She walks over and hugs them, nuzzling and purring against them.
He stops for a moment, feeling his own chest before looking back to them, “Then you must mean immortality? Who are you, friend?”
She rubs his back deeply, smiling. "My sweet boy and his dear horse.. Love you, so much."
"Caterina. Yes." he smiles, hugging back and blushing
"Well, you've got my Spirit of the Flesh. Suits you more than it did me. I'm Jam."
He nuzzles deeply into them, holding them with his soft, soothing paws, kissing her as passionately as he could possibly hope to must within himself.
She drags them back to her bed, tossing them down, and cradling them, padding around her bed like a cat would before taking a nap.
“I’ve got to say, immortality is something I’ve always feared I’ve have, and I couldn’t be happier I have it now. You already know who I am, I assume.”
She returns the passion, growing soothingly cold.
He yells in surprise. "Bit handsy, huh?~"
"Ahh, yes. Ragnerious. I watched you and your father for quite some time before I was replaced. You're quite formidable."
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He laughs a bit, leading them to the bedroom, with two beds just in case, one much larger than the other.
“Fine, a lot of hugging and snuggling, but only because you wanted it more than anything else.” She says, pointing her nose up.
He looks over to the great eagle, raising an eyebrow “How does what feel? This life? Amazing, each day better than the last.”
She lays into her own bed, calling him over.
"This pleases me greatly, Follower."
Rag feels a deep connection to the man, something tugs on his heart, drawing him closer. "Not exactly what I meant."
He doesn’t much hesitate, coming over and lying down with them, “I… I love you more than anything I could’ve known, the other thing that comes close is Sylvia. I love you, Yuki.”
“I have a name.” She walks over and hugs them, nuzzling and purring against them.
He stops for a moment, feeling his own chest before looking back to them, “Then you must mean immortality? Who are you, friend?”
She rubs his back deeply, smiling. "My sweet boy and his dear horse.. Love you, so much."
"Caterina. Yes." he smiles, hugging back and blushing
"Well, you've got my Spirit of the Flesh. Suits you more than it did me. I'm Jam."
He nuzzles deeply into them, holding them with his soft, soothing paws, kissing her as passionately as he could possibly hope to must within himself.
She drags them back to her bed, tossing them down, and cradling them, padding around her bed like a cat would before taking a nap.
“I’ve got to say, immortality is something I’ve always feared I’ve have, and I couldn’t be happier I have it now. You already know who I am, I assume.”
She returns the passion, growing soothingly cold.
He yells in surprise. "Bit handsy, huh?~"
"Ahh, yes. Ragnerious. I watched you and your father for quite some time before I was replaced. You're quite formidable."
He definitely, though a little shyly, has his tongue make its way to her mouth, kissing them happily.
She grows flustered, “I did warn you…” She lies down, wrapping around them, nuzzling and purring again, happy.
“It that is what makes me fear my immortality all the more.” He holds out a hand for them, radiating power “I am proud to know I am known.”
He definitely, though a little shyly, has his tongue make its way to her mouth, kissing them happily.
She grows flustered, “I did warn you…” She lies down, wrapping around them, nuzzling and purring again, happy.
“It that is what makes me fear my immortality all the more.” He holds out a hand for them, radiating power “I am proud to know I am known.”
She accepts the tongue, holding the back of his head
"mmm, cozy.." he pets at her head, smiling
"As long as you don't upset God too bad, or reject immortality, you will live. So don't be like me." he takes the hand, his own aura just as strong even for a now fallen god. Something surges into Rag, and he feels as though... He has... a new set of skills.
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He wraps his arms around the back of her neck, rubbing her spine with his paws.
She bristles, fur standing on end, but she nuzzles into the hand. She eventually lies down next to their head, licking their cheek a moment, before turning away shyly.
He flexes hand after the handshake, looking down at it “Well I haven’t felt that way in a very long time. Hmm, it’s not often I give a fallen god a handshake, but now I feel… different.”
*my biggest Trauma sponge is my character Elijah from Percy Jackson. He has a whole host of issues and is currently on a quest with the two people he would least want to be on a quest with. It’s fun*
*Your turn to pick.*
He smiles back at them as he leads them around the place “I’m sorry I could’ve have shown you earlier, I’m happy you like it all.”
She purses her lips, thinking about it for a moment before booping them on the nose, “If that’s what you want, great leader, then we can sleep together, but no hugging, I don’t want to get my fur dirty.”
*Rag!*
"I love it.. thank you."
"I'm not dirty! That's just rude, you know?"
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He kisses her cheek, “Maybe we can sleep here tonight? The beds are nice, I think anyway.”
She looks down at them, squinting and putting her hands on her hips, “Fine… a little hugging, but because you asked for it.” This was all a part of her plan all along.
Rag is going for a walk around Aspen, thinking about how far he’s come from being a scrawny monster hunter.
"It's okay, it's going to be okay. We're going to get back alive. Both of us." She continues trying to patch up the wounds, tears trickling from her eyes, emptying the entire jar of healing ooze in a desperate attempt to keep him alive. She turns to look at something- someone- behind her that is seemingly not there. "Help him, please! I don't care about the cost- I'll pay it all back right after... just save him... please..."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Cut for Yvonne.*
They hear laughter in return for their plea, “Oh girly, you don’t understand, this is your cost, the cost of knowledge is a pricy one, and you kept adding onto it with all your questions and requests. You pay by watching him die in your arms.” Thorfinn looks confused, blinking slower, his eyes slowly closing, “Mavis… please… hold my hand… just… for one moment longer… hold my hand…”
"I'd love to, my old bed's so worn out." she laughs
"Maybe a little more than a little?..."
"How does it feel?" Asks a great eagle, taller and broader than Rag. He sits in the neutral area, closest to Summer (anthro, duh)
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He laughs a bit, leading them to the bedroom, with two beds just in case, one much larger than the other.
“Fine, a lot of hugging and snuggling, but only because you wanted it more than anything else.” She says, pointing her nose up.
He looks over to the great eagle, raising an eyebrow “How does what feel? This life? Amazing, each day better than the last.”
She is silent for a second, before she quietly goes back to Thorfinn, holding his hand with both of her own. "I... I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry..." Is all she can manage to stammer out.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She lays into her own bed, calling him over.
"This pleases me greatly, Follower."
Rag feels a deep connection to the man, something tugs on his heart, drawing him closer. "Not exactly what I meant."
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S♡J
2-13-25
He pulls them close, putting his forehead to theirs, they can hear his weak breaths and know his time is shorter and shorter every second “Mavis… I forgive you… I only have one thing I ask of you… okay?”
He doesn’t much hesitate, coming over and lying down with them, “I… I love you more than anything I could’ve known, the other thing that comes close is Sylvia. I love you, Yuki.”
“I have a name.” She walks over and hugs them, nuzzling and purring against them.
He stops for a moment, feeling his own chest before looking back to them, “Then you must mean immortality? Who are you, friend?”
She rubs his back deeply, smiling. "My sweet boy and his dear horse.. Love you, so much."
"Caterina. Yes." he smiles, hugging back and blushing
"Well, you've got my Spirit of the Flesh. Suits you more than it did me. I'm Jam."
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YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
He nuzzles deeply into them, holding them with his soft, soothing paws, kissing her as passionately as he could possibly hope to must within himself.
She drags them back to her bed, tossing them down, and cradling them, padding around her bed like a cat would before taking a nap.
“I’ve got to say, immortality is something I’ve always feared I’ve have, and I couldn’t be happier I have it now. You already know who I am, I assume.”
She returns the passion, growing soothingly cold.
He yells in surprise. "Bit handsy, huh?~"
"Ahh, yes. Ragnerious. I watched you and your father for quite some time before I was replaced. You're quite formidable."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
He definitely, though a little shyly, has his tongue make its way to her mouth, kissing them happily.
She grows flustered, “I did warn you…” She lies down, wrapping around them, nuzzling and purring again, happy.
“It that is what makes me fear my immortality all the more.” He holds out a hand for them, radiating power “I am proud to know I am known.”
She accepts the tongue, holding the back of his head
"mmm, cozy.." he pets at her head, smiling
"As long as you don't upset God too bad, or reject immortality, you will live. So don't be like me." he takes the hand, his own aura just as strong even for a now fallen god. Something surges into Rag, and he feels as though... He has... a new set of skills.
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YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*I just signed up to audition for my school’s musical next year!*
*Cut for Salem.*
He wraps his arms around the back of her neck, rubbing her spine with his paws.
She bristles, fur standing on end, but she nuzzles into the hand. She eventually lies down next to their head, licking their cheek a moment, before turning away shyly.
He flexes hand after the handshake, looking down at it “Well I haven’t felt that way in a very long time. Hmm, it’s not often I give a fallen god a handshake, but now I feel… different.”
*Of course, please try not to break a leg but break a leg, you know what I mean?*