kestreldawn: ([pensive] windswept)
Jyn Erso ([personal profile] kestreldawn) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs 2017-06-26 02:01 am (UTC)

Fragments of thoughts - inner turmoil, conflicted reactions - flutter their way through the mind's eye that still belongs to Jyn, but they're muted, muffled by the greater and more powerful instinct of the creature she inhabits. She might chirp or bark at some of the thoughts he has, the animal mind fully expecting him to simply understand what it is that it's trying to convey, but the human part of her knowing full well he won't. Not entirely.

The creatures cranes its neck to sniff at the hand with interest, the cold mucous covering its nose a stark contrast to the heat radiating off of his palm. It can smell the fabric of his clothes on it, the various things he's touched throughout the day, and - interestingly - the lingering scent of .. Jyn.

Another beckoning chirp pierces the silence (though, like this, silence can never really exist so long as there were other lifeforms outside and inside of the walls) before it presses its forehead against his palm again, grunting in what would easily be interpreted as joy or happiness. It lifts itself off of the ground again and knocks its body into and against the man, first with one side of its body then the other, before coming back in front of him and flopping down again, half-laying on the man's legs now, belly up. A large, weighty paw stretches up in the air before relaxing back down in a bent pose, the other reaching to tap his hand.

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