[If the replica had ears that could flatten too, he probably would in return at the wolf, stalking past them confidently toward the half-beached raft, flinging his takeaway treasures upon it and wading out to his ankles, the sky's lights winking out all around.
He then motions to Namine, drawing from his pocket a small seashell whistle on a leather cord, settling on one end of the raft to adjust it's length.]
C'mere...before we go. I've got something here for you.
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He then motions to Namine, drawing from his pocket a small seashell whistle on a leather cord, settling on one end of the raft to adjust it's length.]
C'mere...before we go. I've got something here for you.