[Or... well, it's something persistently wolf-shaped, anyway, but for some reason Ken isn't inclined to judge her a threat in the way he normally would if a wolf started taking an interest in what he was doing while he was alone, unarmed and feeling decidedly off his game. He just, for whatever reason, really doesn't think she is one - perhaps it's the fact that she's got a Dreamberry in her mouth? - and Ken's nothing if he's not inclined to respond in part.
[So he just sits there and watches as she walks toward him, then shifts forward, holding out one hand - reasonably confident that it won't be bitten off, but unsure if a wolf smart enough to use a Dreamberry would want to be patted on the head.
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Date: 2010-11-11 07:26 am (UTC)[Or... well, it's something persistently wolf-shaped, anyway, but for some reason Ken isn't inclined to judge her a threat in the way he normally would if a wolf started taking an interest in what he was doing while he was alone, unarmed and feeling decidedly off his game. He just, for whatever reason, really doesn't think she is one - perhaps it's the fact that she's got a Dreamberry in her mouth? - and Ken's nothing if he's not inclined to respond in part.
[So he just sits there and watches as she walks toward him, then shifts forward, holding out one hand - reasonably confident that it won't be bitten off, but unsure if a wolf smart enough to use a Dreamberry would want to be patted on the head.
[Man, this is way trickier than it looks.]