[He jumps a bit when he's touched, but the blanket is rubbed lightly between his thumb and forefinger and it seems he approves as he follows Nepeta inside. Peering around, it's not really much of a surprise that he loses his balance and almost goes crashing to the floor, or would have, had his shoulder not hit a door frame instead.
The most graceful of trolls, it is him.]
Fuck.
[He hisses the word out, though it's unclear as to exactly where his irritation is directed.]
action;
The most graceful of trolls, it is him.]
Fuck.
[He hisses the word out, though it's unclear as to exactly where his irritation is directed.]