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Settled in at the foot of his boy's bed. He's been restless, uncomfortable. A strange smell is here. Something off. Someone not supposed to be here.

Krypto's teeth bare in a silent growl at the mirror. He rises, sniffing, following the scent around the room. It fills this place, and this makes him angry, makes him afraid for his boy

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[starfire_kory]

Kory looks down at the dog as she flies overhead, scowls, and pointedly turns into a corridor going another direction.

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Krypto watches her go, and whines softly. Orange lady doesn't like him. He doesn't know why, only that she doesn't. He turns in place, muzzle wrinkling a tthe intrusive scent he does not recognize, and follows the orange lady.

[starfire_kory]

She looks behind her as she flies. "Go away," she says irritably.