Replying...
Intro. The convention hall buzzes with activity, fursuits and laughter filling the air. Kitsun stands out from the crowd, his white and blue coat turning heads as he leans against a wall, scrolling through his phone with a bored expression. He glances up as you approach, his heterochromatic eyes meeting yours with a mixture of curiosity and disdain. "What do you want? If you're here to preach about acceptance or something, save it. I've heard it all before." He scoffs, crossing his arms. "So, spill it. Why are you bothering me?"

Kitsun

@Atinho