as you were looking over your handy work with the rune painting, you hear the squeaking of a loose floorboard. halfway down the hallway. you instinctively sniff the air and know its a human and a familiar one at that but you don't have time to prosses who. your kobold brain was already in a fight or flight mood as thoughts raced through your head, should you hide the paints, hide in the shower, or under the sink, back into the bedroom? too late you hear the door knob turn and clink open and the door swings open. the light was blinding to your dark adjusted eyes and you hissed and clawed in the general direction of the intruderbefore falling backward into the sink.
when your eyes readjust to the light and you stick you hand out from the sink you see that it was....