- the on button? And this is... for video...?
[at the trail off, a grainy feed slowly slides into focus. or, more specifically, a single golden-brown eye peers in. there's footsteps on pavement and a bit of a sway to the video, so whoever's using it is obviously moving.]And that all connects to a network, which connects to other people, who can--
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oh, well! she enjoys meeting in person ( in wolf? ) much better anyway. so, after a moment, to stretch and yawn, she made up her mind to seek him out.
she meanders. takes her time about it. pads through streets with a lazy air, yawning once or twice. still, before too long, she's sitting outside of the Tower apartments, waiting for someone to open the door for her. ( rather, themselves, so she can push past. )
it's a mother with a stroller, and she squeezes in between door and little carriage. ]
We'll probably have to hose you off, then, won't we? [ asked, of course, in a 'voice' only he can hear. settling nearby, but hopefully, not close enough to spook him. her nose twitches at paint cans, at young wolf, before mouth breaks into lupine grin. ]
( :< god, also. ( ... )
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Kiba?
[... no. Kiba didn't have the female voice. or looked and smelled... strange. maybe the paint fumes were going to his head.]
[still, another wolf! after that brief battle with shock (he had been startled, but the slight disappointment over the lack of Kiba had gotten rid of that), limbs losing their rigid stance; his ears prick forward and his tail sways, slow at first.] A- a bath sounds better. Hoses are pretty cold. You don't live here, do you?
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[ head tilts up toward the ceiling, before she focuses on him once more. ] I live on the island, of course, but not inside the apartments. I'm not very good at settling down somewhere for too long.
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[cautious; more curious.]
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And boy, it was a sight he wasn't going to forget for a long time. Rather than going over and startling the kid he sat down on his rump, tail wagging in amusement. His jaw dropped open as he laughed.]
Need some help, pup?
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[looking a bit sheepish, head drooped.] No, no, I really have i--
[and then seeming to realize that hey, this is another wolf. Toboe's eyes go a bit wide.]
Where- where are you from? Do you live here?
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A few meadows and fields that were behind a mountain. I don't think you're from there, though. [Almost all of the wolves he's encountered in his world had dark fur.]
Yeah, I live here now. And you do too. I've been told it's impossible to get away from this place.
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I come from a city; there aren't a lot of fields or meadows to be in, so...
... So, it's really true? [the lack of being able to get away. straightening up some.] But-- I have to get back. My pack needs me.
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