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[It's that time of the month again, the night of the full moon. For the past couple months, the resident werewolves have been either prowling the world areas a good distance away from the more populated areas or otherwise secluded somewhere.

And that's why tonight is different. It's a very bad night to be out and about, because you might just run into one of those werewolves, as it's loose in the residential area. Why? Who knows, but whatever the reason, it's not a good thing.

Though he's not the only thing out prowling tonight, as one might find out one way or another.]

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[Why hello there fellow wolfku. I really hope you're not prowling this ones territory. Especially since he's so protective of the people in it. He may have been infected by one of the werewolves around at one point, but as he was a different brand of werewolf already, he's managed to keep some of his sanity when he changes.

Enough to know that people walking around here are good. Other wolves are not. So he be growling rather fiercely at you now.]

[Why hello there. He is totally prowling around in the other's territory, because his own territory is somewhere out past Halloween Town or something. Or possibly doesn't exist.

Either way, he doesn't care, and returns the growling with his own.]

[Oh, he doesn't like that, no he does not, and will be rising up to his full height at that and letting out a roar instead.]

[Ooh, very intimidating. But not enough to actually scare this Riku away. Instead, he snarls and leaps at the other wolf. Can your bark match your bite?]

[It totally can! Check the icon, mate. He's got one hell of a bite size. And the jaw strength to back it up. He will take that hit like a boss so that he's close enough to sink those fangs into Riku's shoulder and crunch down with all the bite pressure his jaw will allow him.]

[Indeed. And speaking of crunching, that would be a bone that just made that cracking sound, and he's immediately trying to shake the other Riku off of him while also attempting to claw his face and anything else he can reach with his other paw.]

[He is holding on as tight as he can, utilizing his own claws as well, grabbing and slashing at Riku's other shoulder and down his arm/front leg.]

[Good thing he has thick fur--no, nevermind, looks like it's not thick enough. There's a good deal of blood coming from his shoulder now, staining his fur and Riku's as well, and there's a decent-sized gash on his front leg.

He's still trying to shake Riku off, backing up this time and temporarily abandoning his attempt to claw Riku's face off.]

[He loosens his grip enough for Riku to back off, though he might have taken a small chunk of flesh away from his shoulder with that bite. Omnomnom.

He rises up on his back legs once more and roars again. That's your last warning before he decides to give chase, no matter where Riku backs off to.]

[It's not like he can get very far very fast at the moment. The gash will probably heal up quickly enough, but the chunk taken out of his shoulder will probably take longer. Not to mention the either cracked or broken bone there.

He does back down this time, curling into a defensive position and watching Riku carefully.]

[He snarls again and drops back down to a crouched position, watching the other warily. In this territory, he's the Alpha, so he demands the respect that comes with it. If Riku shows that respect, then he'll let him leave peacefully.]

[Normally, he wouldn't. But he also hasn't normally been wounded enough that he can't run away easily--at least immediately, anyway.

He will show that respect, switching from a defensive to a more submissive position.]

[There's a strong scent coming from the boy wandering aimlessly up the street only a corner away from where Riku is. He doesn't seem to have any particular place he's headed for, and even stops for a long moment in front of a shop's display case with a Santa riding a train in circles around a tree. He seems mesmerized by that and the lights.]

[Bad time to be distracted by Christmas lights, Roxas. Because Riku's caught that scent and is wandering over to find out the source. He has no qualms about approaching ~~or nomming on~~ random people he encounters. Fortunately, he's not hungry right now.]

[What does the werewolf think of the smell of brandy? Because that's what's coming from him, as well as the open dairy jug in his hand. He sways a little where he stands, before shaking his head a bit and pushing himself away from the window.]

[He thinks brandy smells like brandy. Whatever brandy is, don't ask him questions, he's not sapient enough right now. By the time Roxas has stepped back from the window, Riku's almost closed the distance between them.]

[There's a wide, goofy-looking grin on his face when he sees Riku. Then he's flapping a hand at him.]

Heeeere, boy!

[He will approach, mostly interested in the alcohol smell and not Roxas calling him over. When he does get close enough, he'll sniff at the jug, then at Roxas, circling him.]

[Roxas tries to turn as Riku circles, and stumbles a little. When he realizes the interest in the jug, he'll hold it out as an offering.]

Y'want some?

[He'll react as if the jug is attacking him, backing up a step and growling at it, then trying to put his teeth around it.]

[Roxas lets go easily enough, his grip not up to a game of tug of war. He laughs a bit at the sight, thinking it's just a remarkably big dog trying to investigate his eggnog. Really, there's no fear at all coming from him.]

[Too bad wolf mouths aren't made for carrying things, because that alcohol is going to get spilled all over the ground once Roxas lets go of it.]

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[He doesn't seem to mind! As amusing as seeing a 'big dog' try to lick from a jug would be, if Riku couldn't figure it out he was ready to pour some out for him.]

Now you can have some!

[He sniffs at the alcohol on the ground, and apparently decides it's not good, because he jumps back and shakes his head, as if trying to get the smell out of his nose.]

[Whoops, looks like someone has the giggles. He really is such a lightweight.]

Not up your nose, silly.

[Well duh. He's figured that much out. He better not get drunk from this stuff somehow, because he does not want to wake up with a hangover and try to figure out why.

He turns his attention back to Roxas. Or specifically, Roxas' clothes. Whether you like it or not, Roxas, this werewolf is attempting to play tug-of-war with your pant leg.]

[He's already drunk, are you trying to get him naked too? Because the fabric of his pants don't hold up well against sharp teeth. The rush of cold air through the resulting rip makes him squeak before he tries to shove that snout away.]

Ah! Nooo, don't do that!

[No, god. Of course he's not. Riku growls and snaps at that hand, not actually biting him yet, but coming very close.]

[Well, here's a Riku, and she's not a werewolf. She's returning to the apartments with a bag slung over her shoulder. Christmas isn't really her thing, but the place gave her a tree, so she might as well decorate it. It's better than leaving it naked in her depressing, empty apartment, anyway. She stops long before she reaches the building, head cocked to listen. She can sense something... well, weird.]

[~~Why are all you people out at night?~~ Hey, there's someone that smells vaguely familiar to Riku--okay, so right now he can't actually logically figure out who it is, but she smells familiar! She might be able to hear his paws on the concrete as he approaches her.]

[~~Because our muns don't sleep.~~ She has her blindfold on like usual, and reaches up to push it up over one eye. She has his scent, but it's not anything she recognizes. It's similar to a specific type of person here, but there's something different about it. Something weird. She's braced and ready to fight if she has to.]

[And then suddenly, there is a silvery wolf nearby! Or at least near enough to be visible. And he is staring at you curiously, Riku. What do?]

[. . . freeze up like a deer because it's enormous? She's staring, shoulders rising slightly in tension. She knows better than to run from a wild animal, but she's not sure what else to do. Yikes.]

[If she runs, he'll probably chase her. But she's not, so he isn't, instead standing almost as still as she is, waiting to see if she will do anything.]

[That's funny because she's waiting to see if he does anything. When he doesn't, she cautiously starts moving again, toward the apartments. She's not taking her gaze off of him, though.]

[He's not going to move, but he doesn't seem to like her staring at him, because he starts growling.

She has a small window of opportunity to escape when he suddenly turns his head, apparently distracted by something off to one side]

[Wait what did you say growling? Because she whirls back around regardless of what he's doing, a glint of blue fire in her hand.]

[Yup, growling. He wants her to stay there until he leaves. He hasn't noticed that fire yet, but probably will if she produces it again.]

[She does, because she feels threatened. That's a nice big blue flame in her palm, but she doesn't throw it at him yet. She's just trying to get him to back off.]

[As long as that fire is visible, he won't attack. He'll keep growling, yes, but he also does take a few steps back.]

[She keeps it steady, then takes a step back of her own. When she goes to take a second, she pulls the fire back in and drops her hand.]

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