Talon slumped forward once again and rested his arms on the table in front of him. For his human form to be as bulky as it was, he was surprisingly graceful. Must have been the feline in him, Dexter always thought. Otherwise, there was no way a six-foot-four linebacker would be able to be so fluid in his movements. Hell, he was the heaviest and tallest of the three friends, and yet he made the least noise when he walked around the dorm at night.
