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[baconstripping]

[It's a bit of a chilly night in Camp. Luckily, a homey fireplace seems to have sprung up in the Mess Hall, along with hot cider and the faint sound of jazz music.

In a far corner, a man is carving a flute. How are you spending your fall evening?]

(( mingle!! ))

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[mothers_sun]

[snoozing by the fire zzzzzzzzz]

[redemption_fail]

*sits down and thinks you are a regular puppy--which is a relief after the strangeness of the wildlife around here*

[mothers_sun]

[how many pure white puppies have you seen? ...wolf puppies even, if you're any good at biology.

EITHER WAY, SNOOZING ON]

[redemption_fail]

[They had some really large wolfhounds back at home . . . Yeah he's not actually looking closely.]

*warming himself by the fire*

[mothers_sun]

[rolls onto his back, feet kicking slightly as he makes sleepy puppy noises]

[redemption_fail]

*being antisocial as anything because puppies by the fire don't count as company*

You're easily pleased then.

[mothers_sun]

[opens an eye and looks up at him

thumps his tail :B]

[redemption_fail]

Someone's pet?

*looks a little closer because you're either a foreign breed or a--oh*

. . . They let wolves inside now?

[mothers_sun]

[rolls over fully so he's facing Guy, helloooooooo]

[redemption_fail]

[The first thought that comes to mind is that they have wolves in Camp . . . ]

You're someone's pet wolf?

[. . . And the second thought is would that mean you have parent wolves somewhere?]

[mothers_sun]

[shakes his head]

[redemption_fail]

[. . .]

You understand what I'm saying. So you're not really a wolf?

[mothers_sun]

[cocks his head thoughtfully, then yawns]

[redemption_fail]

. . . That's not really an answer, is it?

[So long as it's not attacking him or turning into a bat, it's okay to sit around talking to a wolf.]

[mothers_sun]

[derp derp :B?]

[redemption_fail]

[Let's go down all the possibilities now . . .]

If you're not a tame wolf or a person who was turned into a wolf . . . you're a magic wolf?