[Can something be humiliating if he's never known anything else? Astarion considers that as he stalks a rat. He's light and quiet, and snatching up a creature that's nearly blind is not very difficult, so long as they don't smell him first. He kills it quickly, he hates the wriggling. He's barely had a mouthful when he hears a growl, and then a voice. Hells.
He drops the rat in case he needs both hands, which he might, given the creature staring at him. He bares his own teeth briefly, not nearly as impressive but nothing to meddle with either. Elegant, pointed ears might suggest he's something other than human, but a close enough relative.
Gods, he feels so weak. He isn't sure he could win a fight if that's what he's faced with. He doesn't think he can play off what he just did. He's quite sure he still has blood on his lips.]
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He drops the rat in case he needs both hands, which he might, given the creature staring at him. He bares his own teeth briefly, not nearly as impressive but nothing to meddle with either. Elegant, pointed ears might suggest he's something other than human, but a close enough relative.
Gods, he feels so weak. He isn't sure he could win a fight if that's what he's faced with. He doesn't think he can play off what he just did. He's quite sure he still has blood on his lips.]
Trouble, if you aren't careful.