<div class="floatleft">(http://orig11.deviantart.net/e7a7/f/2014/146/1/e/1e990787187ea3d8a67c81b682fc25a6-d7jvjzg.jpg)</div>Name: Misha Petrov<br/>Time: Morning<br/>Location: Living Quarters<br/>Tagging: Maya, Open<br/>Notes: ~<br/><hr/><br/>With his hands firmly planted on the door, Misha's eyes stared at the wooden frame, almost worried that the door would cave in on it's own. Despite the initial excitement of meeting new people, the dog eared young man was finding himself feeling a bit overwhelmed at the first interaction he just witnessed. At least the tall woman left his guts feeling a bit stirred after witnessing her twist up the white haired boy just moments ago. And well, the face slammed to a wall didn't look appealing either. With his mind completely occupied with what was going on, on the other side of the door, the tense dog did not fully register the sounds of the girl waking up behind him. But instead, the ears focused on the voice of the dark haired girl that had named him Fluffy, that tried to lure him back outside. Shaking his head at the door, with his tail between his legs, Misha found his cheeks redden ever so slightly at the realization that the girl could not see him through the door.<br/><br/>Muttering some nonsense under his breath, Misha planted his cheek and ear against the door to have a better listen to what was going on, till a familiar voice reached his ear and he couldn't help but to feel a slight pout form on his lips. Sleyn never really was much of a fun character, if anything he was always rather stiff. Before the silver haired dog could allow his thoughts to linger on what was on the other side of the door, he was fully brought back to reality at the sound of a girl in the midst of a panic behind him. Feeling himself tense up, he tried to think of the worst possible out comes, before deciding on slowly turning around, and the sight that met him left him thunder-struck and lost of words.<br/><br/>If Misha was a bit more of a gentleman, one could almost say that the sight of the young woman just wearing a shirt, addressing him in the most kind manner despite the fact he had just intruded on her privacy, pulling on his heart strings. But that was wrong, the feeling of something rather close to his mid region tenderly pulse for a moment, the already softly red cheeks darkened as he tried to swipe away the thoughts that had momentarily surfaced his mind.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry for just barging right in... " Misha spoke softly, in a low tune, as he tried to recollect himself. "As for what is going on out there, I can not fully answer that for the time being." Letting go of the door, and turning to face the girl properly, the feeling he had woken up with returned once more. Placing his right hand across his stomach, and the other behind his back, the silver haired young found himself bowing before the girl in a polite way, before looking up at her.<br/><br/>"I have to say, it's refreshing to have a lovely girl worry about my well being. I'm Misha, it's a pleasure to meet you." With a wink, and a slight twitch of his right ear to go along with it, he found his tail softly swaying to the right, almost as if it wanted to wave it's own greeting before he raised himself upright once again.<br/><br/>"Can't say I've really managed to introduce myself well enough to the rest of you that have entered the hall way, but perhaps before you decide to make your presence known out there as well, perhaps we should think about covering you up a bit?" Misha asked, trying to be as polite about the issue of lack of pants on the girl. Though, if he'd say he wasn't enjoying the view of the legs, he'd be lying.