I KNOW EXACTLY WHY TALK LIKE A MACHINE // Jor

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JORMUNGAND

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"Uh, Jormungand?" Someone was saying his name, and the male cracked open an eye to watch the fox skitter around on the spot nervously, not wanting to meet his eyes. Grumpy he was kind of, as he had just woken up after a nice afternoon nap, having hunted and fed previously. He blinked lazily, rising to do a slow stretch, showing teeth and just about frighten the fox to bits. Jor scoffed, the Pitt should tolerate no weaknesses or pussies.
"What do you want?" He asked, sitting down on his haunches and wrapping his tail around his paws, twisting his neck to flatten the fur that had messed up during his sleep.
"Some chick called Aphra wants to see you? She's at the border."
At the name Aphra the tiniest of movement was seen in the panther, a split second of a freeze. His gaze grew cold as he looked back at the fox. "Oh yeah? What did she want to talk about?"
"N-no clue, but she really wants to see you." The other stammered, then stood there with a stupid grin on his face as if he expected Jor to award him or something.
"Yeah, great, now fuck off and go bother someone else." He snarled, optics glowing, causing the fox to yelp and scurry away.
"What a pussy." Jor murmured, rising up and slowly padding towards where Aphra was said to be located. On the way, he hummed, thinking what possible reason could be good enough for Aphra to want another visit. Did she really like his company that much? He'd have to find out then.
Ah, her scent. Dragged along by the dumbass who came looking for him, sent by her. He followed it easily until seeing her form from a small distance. "Why hello there, principessa. Any reason you're here, at the Pitt's borders today?" He began with a charming grin until he noticed her body language. "What's wrong, Aphra?"

#psychosocial.