On the patio of the pizzeria, a fox-esque figure sat, barely distinguishable beneath a set of odd, fitted metallic pieces and a dark, sleeveless robe. At Flora's exhuberant outburst, the figure's ears twitched a few times, and he looked up.
Huh... Never seen those girls before. Wonder if they're the new arrivals I heard about yesterday...
He mused, getting up and walking over towards them casually...