Wolves were all over and more ambient in this area, maybe a bit of a dangerous game to be dunking around in the area — but who can blame a newcomer, or likewise someone who simply said, 'oops, i'm new?' He was confident enough to be able to waltz in any land and get out relatively safe, though unscratched was perhaps just testing luck. Even in alleyways, street smarts would still get cuts and bruises.
What a shame to ruin any chance of his glorious fur, as a tongue glided over the black on their shoulder, and looking around once more. Dio's nose caught something that led a frown for a moment, because it smelled dangerous.
@Kuhn
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