[Ryou circles around the mailbox, giving it a thorough once over as he tries to figure out how he man got in, but then he remains in position, with his body coiled around it like a serpent. At that point, he rakes his claws along the back, searching for any seams and creating an ungodly scratching noise for a brief moment. That said, the scratching does more than just leave ineffectual marks--he put enough force in to dent the box, just a bit.
He's letting his instinct pilot him a little at this point, which is why he presses his snout to the letter drop and tries to lick the inside far enough to reach the man. But...that doesn't really work. How frustrating.
Ryou pulls back, his lip curling in annoyance and disgust because public mailboxes taste unpleasant. Then he uncoils from the mailbox and backs away--
--only to then charge it and ram his paws against the center of mass to rip it from the ground. He is getting in there.
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He's letting his instinct pilot him a little at this point, which is why he presses his snout to the letter drop and tries to lick the inside far enough to reach the man. But...that doesn't really work. How frustrating.
Ryou pulls back, his lip curling in annoyance and disgust because public mailboxes taste unpleasant. Then he uncoils from the mailbox and backs away--
--only to then charge it and ram his paws against the center of mass to rip it from the ground. He is getting in there.