[he's never been growled at before, but maybe that's the reminder that daeshim needed. he stands up again, watching the cat for a few moments more before he shifts his attention to the man above.

hm. he supposes that he's also lovely. in his own way.]

I would rather not. It's why I strengthened the boundary to the West, where the sharp-toothed Unseelie and werewolves live.

[that said, daeshim takes a few quick steps to the base of zhou zishu's tree, tipping his head back even more to look up at him. the cat seems to be forgotten for now, for better or worse.]

How did you do that?