[ His ears are still there, and it feels like his tail is, too. This extra stuff just grew in around it, chimera-like, only he knows that's not the case here. That doesn't develop overnight months later like an afterthought.
At the question, he shifts his attention to his wings. He can, can't he? It's incredibly foreign having those muscles there, but when Akira concentrates on moving them, the wings react. The wide sweep of them suddenly unfurling knocks a few things from his bedside time. Books, a pen, an empty glass all clatter to the floor. Whoops.
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[ His ears are still there, and it feels like his tail is, too. This extra stuff just grew in around it, chimera-like, only he knows that's not the case here. That doesn't develop overnight months later like an afterthought.
At the question, he shifts his attention to his wings. He can, can't he? It's incredibly foreign having those muscles there, but when Akira concentrates on moving them, the wings react. The wide sweep of them suddenly unfurling knocks a few things from his bedside time. Books, a pen, an empty glass all clatter to the floor. Whoops.
He looks sheepishly at Lux. ]
... Yeah, I can.