I don't even

[tailshagging]

[Lowly, the beast growls, five eyes scanning his surroundings as he tries to make heads or tails of it. One tufted ear flicks to the side, and he lets out another, low rumble.

[What is the meaning of this, mun?

[N-not that he can talk or anything. A forked tongue isn't very good for it.... So he just idly growls as his very long, tufted tail swishes in irritation.]