<div class="floatleft">(http://www.americanjacketsstore.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/06/Andrew-Lee-Potts-Alice-in-Wonderland-Jacket.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Alfred Birche<br/><strong>Alias</strong>Leshy<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ultra (mentioned),  Ghost, open.<br/><hr/>His eyes seemed to dart back and forth between the spectre-like... thing? He wasn't quite sure what it was, besides interesting--and the course where Genevieve was running. He was half paying attention to her performance, since it was good to have some notes in his head about how people did things... plus, the dog bark drew his attention. Maybe it's a bit too cliched, but he didn't like dogs, and they tended to not like him.<br/><br/>He never changes from his sprawled out, curled up, cat-like position on the ground, though. Only his eyes move; and if he were in his other form, his ears would probably be twitching. "Does it have to be your place for you to do it?" Speaking on the matter of judgment; however, Ghost might not have the full context to understand that this was more an exercise in philosophical thinking, and is meant to be applied to much more than the singular topic that had resulted in the question.<br/><br/>As for whether or not he was testing Ghost... yes, in his own way, that is precisely what Leshy was doing. He didn't seem particularly put off by Ghost's presence, though, which means he's either really good at masking his feelings; or that he was perhaps, in some way, more connected to the world, and its nearly infinite possibilities. "He of the Forest, Leshy." He smiled in a way that could best be described as akin to The Cheshire Cat. There was a particular intensity to his gaze as he looked to see if this aptly named 'Ghost' recognized the word, or the title, that he had chosen for his super-name.<br/><br/>He would not be surprised if not too many people were familiar with Slavic folklore. And the youth, himself, seemed more American Mutt than Slav.