Jennete
Suit Gangs Official Cuddle Buddy
Jesse straightened a bit. Well that was a peculiar sound from a girl. Maybe she was actually a little fox, or at least believed she was. Jesse had met giant talking snakes, why would this be surprising?
Jesse put his hands up when she growled. He put his staff and spear down, then put his hands up again. Staring at the mirror she defended to well... That's the artifact. A fox demon has stolen it. Kill her and take it.
Jesse stared at the foxy mistress. Leviathan did have a point, she did have an artifact, but something about his readiness to just attack when her eyes plead her defense... besides, his woman should be wooden, wood doesn't growl.
From her continued lack of response Jesse figured maybe she couldn't speak, or she took the role too seriously. But the changing clothes and the tail... she was definitely some fox demon. "Alright little foxy how about you come with me to find the wooden woman? Two people protecting something is better than one right? I'll cover your back if you got mine." Jesse didn't know much about foxes, so he slowly offered his hand to her, the one farthest from her mirror of course, and reaching the opposite way from her mirror, just obviously enough that he offered her the opportunity to smell him. He hoped foxes didn't bite..
Delia: She watched him, her golden eyes softening slightly as he puck down his spear, yipping more affirmation from her that she appreciated the gesture. She clutched the mirror tightly to her and leaned forward, her eyes never leave his as she sniffed his hand. He smelled of Snake. She listened to his voice, taking a step closer as she circled him, inspecting him. She slowly blinked at stopped when she standing back in front of him and looked at him, mouthing out what he had mouthed out before. A repeated word. "F..fox." She grinned, smiling brightly at him at her success of the word. She tried to think of what he had said multiple times as well. She pointed to him, thinking this was his name. "Wo-oood wooman?"