Twenty-Seventh Desert Rose [Open action spam]

[littlelostwolf]

[In one of the rooms of the Starscape, Toboe is fast asleep. Stretched out on the bed, he is laying on top of the arm of his unfortunate room guest. The wolf's ears twitch in his sleep, a piece of the blanket between his teeth. He appears to be dreaming, and if the muted growls and tug of his teeth are anything to go on, he's probably dreaming of

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[destiny_play]

[Dreams were always rare things for Wataru, but he dreamed this night of something that he would likely forget, as he was beginning to sense something strange. He feels something furry and mammalian next to him, but he keeps his eyes closed, slowly bringing himself from dream to reality. His hands touch the creature beside him, stroking the fur and deftly wondering if somehow Kivat had turned into a real bat before realizing real bats were not so soft and not so big.

[His eyes open slowly, revealing the outline of something strange and almost foreign to him. That's a big dog, he thinks before closing his eyes again. Dogs seemed to like him, probably because of his Fangire blood or perhaps it was something else, but instead of shying away from the beast, he moves himself toward the warm creature, settling a hand to scratch behind the dog's ears.]

[littlelostwolf]

[Underneath the fur, every muscle in the wolf's body tensed for a moment, urging Toboe to fight or flee. Instinct telling him this was not where he was supposed to be. But in his still mostly asleep state, the scratching did feel nice, and this human did not smell of gunpowder or danger.]

[Two golden eyes opened slowly, a rumble of a growl low in his throat. His glance darts around the room, warning signs going off that this is inside and he is trapped. The wolf makes no movement to run, yet, the growl dieing out as he studies this human. Curiosity overcoming fear for the moment.]

[destiny_play]

[A small sound comes from the back of Wataru's throat as the creature moves, waking from slumber, his hand stopping the scratching it had been doing. It really was a very big dog, but it didn't seem to be wanting to flee or to bite him, so that was a good sign.]

I won't hurt you... [His voice is rather calm, different from how it usually is around humans, when it falls into a timid, soft voice. He returns to scratching the dog's ears a little before stopping and slowly pulling away.]

[Finally, he looks around to realize that this is not his room. There were no violins, no tools, no odds and ends, no strange found objects. This was very much not his room, much as the bed was not his, and the dog seemed to be no one's at all. A stray or a wild beast, maybe. Despite the odd nature of the situation, he returns his gaze to the dog.]

Are you lost, too?

[littlelostwolf]

[The human's soft voice confuses Toboe and he stills, waiting for the other to make a move. His eyes follow the gaze, looking around the room with a small whine. Indoors was no place for a wolf.]

[His ears twitch and he jumps off the bed, walking up to a boarded up window and scratching at it. The sounds of the sandstorm still strong outside.]