Interlude: Michelle

Michelle approached the tall beastkin man sent to investigate the destruction of her former way out of the city. Unlike most wolfkin, he had richly red fur and a rather gangly appearance. The only parts of him that seemed fluffy were his head and tail, but no, Michelle would not be tempted.

"Hello, I'm Ca- Lieutenant Michelle Tomcot," she greeted stiffly, offering an equally stiff arm for a handshake. She met his eyes and for some reason found a sense of familiarity in that purple gaze, which seemed slightly hostile... Or perhaps she was misreading the wolfkin. She'd never had to deal with those specific beastkin much.

"Kiryu Nasumi," the wolfkin showed his clawed hand apologetically, without shaking her hand.

After a moment, Michelle let her hand drop. If he didn't seem keen on making friends, then she would be as professional as she needed to be.