( dot pauses for a moment, wondering if there is another human other than wanda who can understand what he says. his head turns back towards wanda, an awed mrow?, quieter than before, before he starts trotting over towards tifa with a slew of affectionate energy. he crashes between her legs, purring and bumping his head against her, and then he is blessed with pets and nuzzles that he is more than happy to receive.
wanda sets the bucket down on the ground when she reaches the gate's threshold, sighing, mostly at the exertion she's just pulled. she places her hands on her hips, letting her muscles rest for a moment. )
Not everyone likes cats.
( thankfully, it looks like tifa does. )
And he can be a touch overbearing. ( that being said— ) He likes you.
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wanda sets the bucket down on the ground when she reaches the gate's threshold, sighing, mostly at the exertion she's just pulled. she places her hands on her hips, letting her muscles rest for a moment. )
Not everyone likes cats.
( thankfully, it looks like tifa does. )
And he can be a touch overbearing. ( that being said— ) He likes you.