Have too.
“Are you okay?”the deep voice rumbled as the guy scratched at his jaw, watching them fly over his head.
The tweeting became frantic as his animal worked to make itself understood.
Who’s being silly now?
“I can scent you’re a shifter… would you be looking for someone?”
Not you.
Not you.They both said together.
Land and flap your wings to show we need something to put on if we’re going to shift and talk to him.
His bird came down to the porch railing and flapped its wings at the man, bobbing its head.
The man continued to scratch his chin, eyeing the bird with interest.“Do you need something from me?”
They nodded their head.
“Do you want to shift and talk to me?”
Back was the head bobbing.
“Right… erm… you need clothes, right?”he eventually asked, eyeing him up and down.
His bird squawked loudly.
The man’s lips twitched at the corners.“Give me a minute.”He walked to the door, opened it, and then paused to turn to them.“Are you big?”They shook their head.“Are you small?”They nodded.“Right, I’m not sure anything Ernest has will fit, but you’ll be covered.”
Ernest?Do you think that’s our mate?
Your guess is as good as mine.
The man disappeared, and they listened as he stomped through the house with a familiarity that said he’d been in there a time or two.Who was this man?
If this was indeed their mate's home, who was this man to their mate?Toby started to doubt that they were in the right place when the man returned with clothes bunched in his meaty hand.
He swooned when he caught a good whiff of the scent coming from the clothes.It’s the same.It’s the same.The scent clinging to his hoodie came from Ernest.
His bird became a frantic-tweeting-flapping manic.
Honestly, you’re giving such a terrible impression.
The enormous man took a step back, eyes widening, before he slowly placed the clothes down like they might attack him.That wasn’t Toby’s biggest concern.Where was their mate?
You can ask when you shift.Get a shifty on.
Toby didn’t have time to prepare or figure out how to get the man to turn around when he was in human form and as naked as a jaybird.
He squeaked in alarm, hands dropping to his crotch to hide his cock, and he curled in on himself, trying to make himself as small as possible just as he heard a vehicle approaching.
Toby groaned in distress, his gaze darting from the man who was now not paying him any attention, but staring at the vehicle.
Seeing he was about to be naked in front of two men, Toby dived for the clothes, frantically holding them against the front of him, seeing nowhere to hide behind.
Then, the next thing, a huge, attractive man flung open the car door and ran towards the house shouting, “Toby!Toby!You’re here!”
