[He accepts the touch to his head without complaint, leaning into it slightly.
The shape continues to hiss, though it trails off as Winston tries to coax it forward. As if it's weighing its options. Eventually, it comes to a decision.
A small, fluffy shape comes bounding out of the darkness, teeth bared, claws out, heading right for Winston and Venkman.]
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The shape continues to hiss, though it trails off as Winston tries to coax it forward. As if it's weighing its options. Eventually, it comes to a decision.
A small, fluffy shape comes bounding out of the darkness, teeth bared, claws out, heading right for Winston and Venkman.]