The Canary Plight

Cappy furrows his brows a little but doesn't move. He sees the fear in Razzles eyes and would lie to say he wasn't shocked it was there. He had no idea that people at this coven were against some of the species that lived here, or at least thats what he figured this was about.

"Hey.. You okay? Its not like I'm gonna eat you or something. I'm not like that" Cappy takes a step forward instinctively.

Though, for some odd reason, Cappy wasn't upset by the man being afraid. He'd expected a life full of being shunned from the moment he turned, why would that change now? He wouldn't try to stop Razzle if he ran or refused to talk to him anymore. He'd expect it.

The very second Cappy takes the step forward Razzle shivers all over and flinches hard, his eyes big and full of fear.

"Don't come any closer!" he says, not loud or commanding, but more in a horrified squeak. How pathetic he must look, a man who can never die cowering in fear of another who doesn't even mean him harm. He swallows hard and keeps backing up, keeping his fearful eyes locked on Cappy's as he edges down the hallway. The moment he reaches the turn of the hallway he takes a chance and makes a break for it, running as fast as his stubby little legs can carry him.

Cappy feels a tinge of pity mixed with sadness for the red head. He takes a step back after he seems to get so horrified and stands with his arms to his sides, not wanting to scare him anymore than he already has.

Cappy's eyes follow him as he inches down the hallway, not making a move nor speaking. He gives Razzle a small smile before they break eye contact, he then watches him bolt down the hall and out of sight.

He exhales deeply and decides it'd be better to go back to his room for now. Hes had enough of meeting people for one day, especially since turnout didn't go to well.