[ Magnus gives a low hum, then directs his gaze at the camera again. Or maybe he's looking at his daemon. It's sort of difficult to tell. ]
Big cats, [ says a high, thin voice. One can almost hear the tiny sniff of judgment. ]
It looks like we've both found ourselves accompanied by creatures who aren't elated about the feline company they're keeping.
I'm not a toy. [ There's even more judgment evident this time and Magnus' expression turns distinctly sympathetic, this time pointed at the camera, but not into the camera, as it were. ]
My husband has a daemon just like Kimba there. [ Magnus offers this as elaboration, pointing once more at the camera, this time not in front of the lens, but beyond it. This could be a little confusing. ] Exactly like, I believe. He's a snow leopard, right?
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Big cats, [ says a high, thin voice. One can almost hear the tiny sniff of judgment. ]
It looks like we've both found ourselves accompanied by creatures who aren't elated about the feline company they're keeping.
I'm not a toy. [ There's even more judgment evident this time and Magnus' expression turns distinctly sympathetic, this time pointed at the camera, but not into the camera, as it were. ]
My husband has a daemon just like Kimba there. [ Magnus offers this as elaboration, pointing once more at the camera, this time not in front of the lens, but beyond it. This could be a little confusing. ] Exactly like, I believe. He's a snow leopard, right?