agitating the atmosphere - open; return to body

Arvid had actually never really seen Sojourn in her lioness body just yet. When he had first joined the Coalition, it had been following the mudslide, and the kingpin had already been in her alternate form. Still, it was pretty difficult not to recognize the distinctly sharp and brutal tone of Sojourn as he grew close. The bones popping and snapping within her re-possessed body probably would have been rather gruesome to anyone else besides a member of the Coalition, honestly. Instead, the dire wolf was merely fascinated by the way that the other occupied her form once more, and he once again found himself wondering how possession worked. Had her birth body really just been asleep this whole time? Would a body deteriorate and atrophy if it was left without a soul for too long? It was yet another subject that the boy yearned to study, but that could be filed away for later.

For now, the dire wolf just approached with a small grin on his face, his tail wagging behind him. He greeted Sojourn in a jovial manner, his claws briefly digging into the dirt, "Hello, Sojourn! Don't think I've seen this form of yours before... It's very impressive." He supposed he could've said "pretty," but somehow that didn't feel as appropriate as impressive for the kingpin. Besides, he didn't really think he could judge a woman's prettiness all that well. Thus far he had barely been interested in anyone else or their appearance unless it was related to science. And even if he would be interested in anyone based off of their appearance, it more than likely wouldn't be a woman.

i wanna be the sand inside that hourglass