(the tail is very good at displaying how he feels on the inside - panic? anger? anxiety? all one knows is that the brush-like hair is moving almost in a whip. oh, well, what the fuc
his poor short fuse. it's gonna go array. doesn't even process the question.)
... WHAT KIND OF DEITY DOESN'T HAVE A SHRINE?!?! HEY--
(now he's yelling at the wind.)
Come face me!! Or I'm eating you, your people, and turning everyone into turnips, slicing you with these claws, and feeding my Master with it!! Cowards!!!
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his poor short fuse. it's gonna go array. doesn't even process the question.)
... WHAT KIND OF DEITY DOESN'T HAVE A SHRINE?!?! HEY--
(now he's yelling at the wind.)
Come face me!! Or I'm eating you, your people, and turning everyone into turnips, slicing you with these claws, and feeding my Master with it!! Cowards!!!