...He could feel those eyes burn through the back of his head for a moment, and his ears went back. Yeesh, this lady... something about her, even in a red hood and dress like that was intimidating.

Maybe she should've been the wolf after all.

"Not a fan of sweet things, either?"

Walking along, Dojima's ears flicked back and forth, listening for any sounds that seemed out of the ordinary as they walked. Nothing but the usual animal sounds and wind rustling through the trees so far...

"...So what is your essence, usually?"