With the hood of his hoodie up, hiding his ears, and his tail tucked inside of his jeans, James walks along the road feeling the backpack on his back shift every step, and toward the house which already had someone on a bike riding up to it. He stood his distance for a minute or so, observing as he realized that when the person took off the bike helmet she was a girl with red hair. A few more seconds later, he was walking up to the girl as she knocked on the door. "Hey there," James says, winking at the girl, a kind smile on his face.