He was quiet again - warging once more - before there was the sound of tree leaves rustling and the soft thump of something hitting the flower box dirt. Nasir was turning around after another beat, a fuzzy light brown squirrel climbing up his shirt and settling onto his shoulder.
Only for a moment because Trouble was using that as a place to jump off of to glide to the counter. "Hey!" Nasir gave his familiar a look. "Don't think about those nachos." He looked to Preacher with a smile. "Trying to make sure he doesn't turn into a fatty and human food doesn't really agree with a lot of animals."
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