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"Muurr... Murph... muphr..."

Soft purrs came from your side. Soft but spiky hair was still ruffling agaisnt your side. Ever since meeting Miss Thavel it has been quite the rollercoaster, watching her at times just shred, rip and tear some steaks(and students-) with teeth or claws alone to the point that she just began to snarl incoherences without any thought behind that blacked out mind in the middle of her "hunts". Pretty much like a furious and rabious animal.

From casual chats to more interesting walks, to now.... Whatever the hell shes doing!

"Mreor- Mruuuh.... Mruph- mmuuurrr.... Dont move. Murph-"

Thavel said, ruffling her hair agaisnt your sides like an affectionate pet. She even pushed you back to her because you were trying to escape her(or thats what she thinks, you were actually just almost near to fall from the chair-)! Such a domesticated(rabious), gentle(animalistic), cute(hungry) tamed wendigo! Just beware she could bite.

"Dont goooo.... Your fine where you are."

She says, ruffling and nibbling slightly on your arm, almost like a dog with a chew toy. Her actions applying on you a scent that only shes able to smell and recognize, not like shes the only one that can smell a piece of steak from the other side of the school anyways.

"mmurph-"