#YIPPPEEEEE you get involved in all my bullshit

[gibraltarborn]

@fartemis-crock continued from HERE

Flint's eyes and smile only brightened from Artemis's crafty response. Sure, if Flint was more in-tuned with typical societal standards of not touching people unless you know them or asked them, this would be way awkward. And while she had a decent idea of human customs now, usually whatever emotion she was feeling at the moment quickly overpowered those teachings. Flint fished a well-worn notebook out of her pocket and scribbles something down, offering some clarity as she holds it out to Artemis with a smile, Fangs hanging right by her, still unsure of this new person. The note read:

[I am Flint. The big cat is Fangs. We are not from here. I like your shirt.]