Snippet #1719427

Garm perked up suddenly, staring silently at the bedroom door. Katsurou, knowing Garm's senses were stronger than his, followed his gaze but saw nothing. Seeing Garm lay his head on his paws again, he knew that if something was there earlier, it was gone now. That, or his demon was messing with him. Katsurou turned back to the game and barely dodged out of the way of an attack with a quiet "Shit." He forgot to pause and his health was now lower than he would have liked. That last attack would have been fatal if it connected. As he counterattacked and defeated the last enemy, Garm rose slowly. Now safe to look away, Katsurou glanced at him and tilted his head curiously. Garm just hopped off of the bed and trotted through the half-open door. Katsurou shrugged slightly and went back to the game. There were more important things to worry about than his demon acting a little strangely. For one, he had just entered a boss room with critical health and no healing items.

Garm prowled quietly across the landing and down the stairs, hoping to catch whoever intruded by surprise. There was definitely someone. His senses never let him down before, and they were unlikely to start now. Garm followed the scent through the entrance hall next to the base of the staircase, through the kitchen and into the living room. Just as he stepped through the door to the living room, he looked up, then suddenly backed behind the wall, still watching. There was a wolf lying under the table and Garm wasn't sure if she saw him. He backed up further, out of sight, and called to Katsurou using telepathy.

Someone's here, he said. A wolf. Katsurou's only response was to grunt a quiet affirmative and say he would be right there. Garm didn't even bother to wait, he just stepped out into the living room and growled at the intruding wolf, demanding who she was. Katsurou's footsteps could be heard easily. He was always quite loud, at least to Garm's ears. Maybe he was just used to him. No one else ever seemed to hear him, or even see him. To the humans, he was invisible if he needed to be. To Garm, he was almost announcing himself to the world. Either way, it was only a few seconds before Katsurou arrived at Garm's side, glaring at the wolf. His hand rested on the hilt of his sword, just in case.