Michael: working out and training, the usual, got any stretches you’d advise

Zander: *looked at you chirping, he was trying his best*

Michael: that’s good

Zander: *he sorta chirped at you pulling you closer*

Michael: *he smiled walking with you* how was your yoga class? You came from there didn’t you?

Zander: *he softly squeezed your hand staring straight forward, his hair needed thorough cleaning because it was beyond thin and greasy*

Zander: *had no idea how to put humans at ease grabbing your hand *

Michael: *got up offering a hand to hold*

Zander: *he followed shrinking back down*

Michael: wanna go on a walk?

Zander: *he looked down at you, his cloak of sorts draped over his body a little better and you could tell his was sorta thin, staring at you*

Michael: yeah sorry

Zander: *he stretched yawning*

Michael: oh I yawned in my mouth

Michael: what was what?

Zander: *he stared before making a cracking noises as he stretched up to over 7 feet tall*

Arthur: think of it like filing a complaint to your boss *he sorta gestured a goodbye before disappearing*

Zander: *quickly went back over to you*

Michael: what? What’s that face?

Michael: *made a weird noise like a cut off purr*

Arthur: I’ll send it to the council to get looked over, Zander here can protect you, kinds like an otherworldly bodyguard

Zander: *staring at you*