Apr 25
Tabitha glanced nervously on Wolf, trying to not move too quickly. She was holding small videocamera in her hands and quickly lowered her gaze, avoiding to look in his eyes
"Ugh, uhm... Can I film you a bit? You look... unique. Would look nice on record"
“Am I like, a cryptid to you? Building a profile on me or somethin’?” The beastkin jokes as he waltzes over and stands, tail flicking in amusement. His piercing stare feels heavy within the already tense air, gaze already cold, yet intrigued. His cigarette is freshly lit, given he had already taken several drags from the rolled tobacco, the smoke hovering in the air thickly. At least it masks the smell of days old blood…
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AA TYSM for reviving my ask box!!!
