[Luke stands in the doorway for a second, looking mildly consternated, his expression on its way to honest curiosity. He shifts his weight a little, eyes sliding over the room, one hand braced against the doorframe. Dist's outburst doesn't really rattle him, as his attention has landed on the large tome on the desk--
--and then Dist is shouting, loud enough to make him snap back, the edges of his clothing and hair turning to smoke. He blinks, his eyes suddenly red, and then in a blur of shade it's not Luke there anymore but a fox, one that zips forward to snap angrily at Dist's ankles before turning tail and bounding to right outside the door, upset and yipping. JEEZ DUDE TAKE A CHILL PILL.]
[action] perfect
--and then Dist is shouting, loud enough to make him snap back, the edges of his clothing and hair turning to smoke. He blinks, his eyes suddenly red, and then in a blur of shade it's not Luke there anymore but a fox, one that zips forward to snap angrily at Dist's ankles before turning tail and bounding to right outside the door, upset and yipping. JEEZ DUDE TAKE A CHILL PILL.]