[The omen gives Min-Gi's hair one last lick, before picking herself up and sauntering over to Keith and her human. She looks him up and down, before hooking a claw around the neck-jacket, tugging gently as a big cat can.]
[It's not hurt]
[Hopefully that impression comes across - the feeling in the air, sharp like a scent of ozone. Some peoples' omens speak. Shiro's apparently, does not. But the feeling is unmistakable. It's okay.]
[... for a minute, anyway.]
[Then she sits back down, looking towards town, ears perked intently. Big golden eyes turn to both Keith and Min-Gi. You're in trouble - comes the feeling now. Someone is very angry.]
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[The omen gives Min-Gi's hair one last lick, before picking herself up and sauntering over to Keith and her human. She looks him up and down, before hooking a claw around the neck-jacket, tugging gently as a big cat can.]
[It's not hurt]
[Hopefully that impression comes across - the feeling in the air, sharp like a scent of ozone. Some peoples' omens speak. Shiro's apparently, does not. But the feeling is unmistakable. It's okay.]
[... for a minute, anyway.]
[Then she sits back down, looking towards town, ears perked intently. Big golden eyes turn to both Keith and Min-Gi. You're in trouble - comes the feeling now. Someone is very angry.]