[for Duo]

[notawastedlife]

The island had a lot of beautiful sights, most of which Tony was completely blasé about. Verdant jungle, scintillating oceans, grand mountains, gorgeous woman, sure, okay. They were nice, sure, but still just window dressing

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[self_named]

Annagovia had not yet had to maul, disembowel or devour anyone who had visited her family's keep, but that didn't mean she wasn't perfectly willing to. She stepped down from the back of the increasingly solid, charming bungalow house and padded over to the place where the well trod path between house and junkyard disappeared under the first of many piles of odd metal bits, and watched the new arrival with open, accepting interest. She openly accepted that he was either welcome, or dead. Duo followed, since she didn't really leave him much except to keep her pathetically stupid husband or little zwerg in line, and brightened when he saw Stark.

"Hey, man," he called, waving, and absently slid his hand along the top of Anna's skull. She sat.

[notawastedlife]

Tony had been for a moment wondering if he should have brought the suit, and not just the head.

"That is a big- does that even count as a wolf? Has someone been gamma-irradiating animals around here?"

[self_named]

"Uuuh, yeah," Duo said, scratching the top of his head and looking down at Anna, who looked back with a certain amount of patience and a total lack of concern, "she's from a kind of... alternate universe pre-medieval flat-world kinda universe where direwolves never went extinct. So she's like... you know, she's a pony-dog." Her ears ticked forward.

"Wolf," he corrected, then looked back at Tony. "It's all good, she's smarter than I am. C'mon, I'll show you Deathscythe." He kept the Gundam shielded and shadowed at the back of the yard. It was difficult to see unless you know both what you were looking for and what you were looking at, which was impressive for a fifty foot tall mech.

[notawastedlife]

"Huh," Tony said, still frowning at the wolf, before following Duo into the yard. "Good dog," he said, as he passed, and then considered the response.

"...wolf. Good wolf. How big did you say this thing was? Because it seems like it's awfully inconspicuous, you know, for something so..."