( were the cordis moon not so powerfully in sway in this very moment, perhaps asato would have been able to keep more of his wits about him, but as it is, his catlike instincts were magnified several times over by his moonblessing. he happily plays with the yarn, and the more he plays, the more entangled he gets. but he doesn't seem to mind, just as blissfully content from one moment to the next, chasing the trailing ends of string and batting at whatever yarn balls enter his field of vision.
he looks up sharply when he hears the sound of someone clearing their throat. at first his expression is startled, and then it suddenly shifts into wariness and uncertainty. he watches ryuu as if surveying him for potential danger. but his expression is easy-going, and his words aren't aggressive. asato slowly eases up, glancing down to the very-nearly-cocoon of yarn he's entrapped himself inside and then back up to the kind-looking face of the human.
he nods, one of his ears flicking a piece of yarn away after it tickled him. ) Mm. It's... very soft. I like it.
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he looks up sharply when he hears the sound of someone clearing their throat. at first his expression is startled, and then it suddenly shifts into wariness and uncertainty. he watches ryuu as if surveying him for potential danger. but his expression is easy-going, and his words aren't aggressive. asato slowly eases up, glancing down to the very-nearly-cocoon of yarn he's entrapped himself inside and then back up to the kind-looking face of the human.
he nods, one of his ears flicking a piece of yarn away after it tickled him. ) Mm. It's... very soft. I like it.