Gladio freezes for just a second, looking at- Well, he knows it is Ignis. At the same time, more. The man lets his sword go and slowly crouches down to be more level with the green eyed beast in front of him, meeting that snarl with a low rumble of his own.
"Ignis; My mate." He tries, remembering running into his sisters own first transformation, of familiarity helping. He pushes out his scent, but doesn't yet try to touch the man.
...Did he do this to him? He had bit him several times the other night, but that had certainly not been the first time he had done such a thing. They have been together for years by now.
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Date: 2018-03-01 02:55 am (UTC)"Ignis; My mate." He tries, remembering running into his sisters own first transformation, of familiarity helping. He pushes out his scent, but doesn't yet try to touch the man.
...Did he do this to him? He had bit him several times the other night, but that had certainly not been the first time he had done such a thing. They have been together for years by now.