He didn't mean it that way, but now that he's looking at it — a slow grin spreads over his face. He reaches for the space between the ends of the collar, fingertip brushing over U'rajul's throat. ]
Wouldn't a collar normally have something here? Something to grab?
[ ...And yet it'd be easy to tie something, a cord or a ribbon, between the two hooked ends, and those hooked ends are just about the right size for his fingers. He slips two of them in the gaps now, experimenting, and purrs: ]
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He didn't mean it that way, but now that he's looking at it — a slow grin spreads over his face. He reaches for the space between the ends of the collar, fingertip brushing over U'rajul's throat. ]
Wouldn't a collar normally have something here? Something to grab?
[ ...And yet it'd be easy to tie something, a cord or a ribbon, between the two hooked ends, and those hooked ends are just about the right size for his fingers. He slips two of them in the gaps now, experimenting, and purrs: ]
Oh. It looks like I did.