Oh, maybe this was a language problem. "Okay," Zephyr said, barely batting an eye. "What do you call yourself to differentiate from, you know, pet cats?" He shaped the rough size of a housecat in the air as though to demonstrate.
A more polite question occurred to him a second later. Zephyr dropped his hands again, grimacing faintly. "Scratch that, what's your name?"
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A more polite question occurred to him a second later. Zephyr dropped his hands again, grimacing faintly. "Scratch that, what's your name?"