[[Time to put that regain to use Aaron.
Trading days with each other, the sons of 1251 Williams Road are going to take drinks for the team.
Changing into Nuwisha werecoyote form every time in hopes of resisting the poison milk, Aaron takes his turns.]]
[The 16th | Backdated | Grade A Poison][[The monster picks up the milk and guzzles it down
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With his claw he has clawed grinning happy faces into them.
He begins the juggle them, catching them easy. A werecoyote... juggling.
Laughing and almost dropping them, managing to keep it going though.]]
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Eventually, even he misses.
The rock rolls to her feet.
The werecoyote just watches it roll towards her as the other rocks hit the dirt, unnoticed.
Then he crouches down and cries. Whimpering and sobbing.]]
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He's larger like this but she can easily hug the furry guy.]]
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It's never alright!
Aaron breaks free of the hug and stands. Backing up. He let's out a low, angry growl.]]
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