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Sounds pretty nice… she should introduce him.

One of these days, he’d throw a match and let one of the others take over… but that’d be too suspicious. They’d see right through it.

His interest is piqued! How much would she be willing to part with a bottle for?

…. What? Need something?

“Eh? Curious, huh?” As he looked up from his now emptied plate, he spoke in response to the stranger’s observation, with a tinge of his own curiosity seeped into his tone. “Did I do something strange?”

“That so?” Being no stranger to identification by scent, this was unsurprising… but clearly the person before him was not ordinary. “So, my scent has garnered attention… and here I thought I was being inconspicuous.”

In desperate need of a vacation. But would he take one? Unlikely.

𝘊𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘴...

⠀⠀ ᅠ ᅠ ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ .⠀ ݁ ⠀ ↻ ╱ ♡ ⠀⠀ 🝮 ⠀⠀.Pσɾƈҽʅαιɳ ʂƈαʅҽԃ—;:: ⠀⠀ ⠀ Hҽαԃ ιɳ ƚԋҽ Cʅσυԃʂ—; ཐིཋྀ mature themes ahead; ships with chem. mirrored detail; OC RP; 18+ content—ఌ︎⠀⠀ ᅠ

ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ MOON , PRINCESSᅠ ╭┈◦•◦•◦ ✧ ˚ ༘✶ ( 月姫 ) ᅠ TRUE , ANCESTOR ᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 aside… one must prowl the night every so often. Lest his fangs grow dull.

Spellweaving… arduous.

❝ 𝘔𝘮𝘩 . . . ❞ The beast had a long, and particularly perturbing night ahead of him…

Regardless—he was the wolf for the job. Inconvenience best left aside. Overthinking often dulls one’s fangs.