Colvin: *he stopped* *he pulled a notebook out of his pocket and a pen and wrote*
“So, your tail is your weak spot?”
Colvin: *he waits smiling and blushing slightly*
Colvin: *he jumped at the response pen shaking slightly*
“My name is Colvin! Does that help?”
Colvin: *he placed the pen in the spine of the book and shook his hand, numb from writing too fast*
Colvin: !?!? *he reached for his book*
(The book was filled with drafts of stories and conversation with other, it also had sketches of beautiful women and men, some of the male drawings were shirtless)
(But if this happened- it would be accidentially brushing against the tail- demons with floofy tails xD))
*Pull hand away and pretend nothing happened lmao*
'And what is it with that the only other that is even close to my kind has a very floofy tail, and floofy ears, and floofy wings, and fLOOFY EVERYTHING while I'm stuck here with SCALES'