A stray (Monaaaaaaaa)

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Hanzo padded his way down the streets, he preferred his wolf form in the night despite the looks the crimson dye job on his right forepaw and tail tip got. Those mixed hue eyes merely peering warily at passerbys that gave him more than a moments attention. Just a wolf, not a mercenary of any sort. He actually prefered them to assume he was just some bizarre domesticated beast.

A light wag of that tail was issued as each he met eyes with quickly turned back to their business. He never got this sort of respect walking around on two legs. The only hint towards his humanity was the slightly awkward way he walked... it always took a bit of time to adapt to such a change in muscle and bone structure.

Those eyes leered at a stranger for a moment too long and clunk!, he managed to accidently 'headbutt' a stranger right behind the knee. A light yelp gracing his form from the suprise and he leapt back that tail tucked between legs, for a wolf he wasn't very ferocious despite his appearance.

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The twins. It bothered them that they had such a name as "the twins." They looked differently, different tattoo's decorated various body parts, hell they were two different genders. Was it that hard to tell between the two? But they moved with such syncronization that it was difficult to tell often times, and so, "the twins" they remained.

"The twins" were walking. L'ran and M'ran, doing nothing really, were walking in the dusty evening air. L'ran was idly flipping his knife in the air, catching it by the hilt, while M'ran walked with her hands shoved deep in her pockets and her face set mullishly. He sensed what was on her mind, but ignored her all the same. After the incident last night...

That was drived suddnely from their minds as M'ran tumbled forward, getting her hand caught and landing awkwardly on one hand.

"Son of a bitch!"

She swore loudly, getting a few glares from the ladies, but uncaring. Dressed as her brother was, she really didn't look like a girl, but she had breasts hanging underneath her loose silk shirt.

L'ran twisted, ready to spit fire at whoever had played the trick, to see a... Dog? Wolf, bigger. The thing was black, and as M'ran rose stifly, she turned.

"I got shoved over by a wolf? Some big ass wolf it was."

She offered to her brother, who nearly nodded, sheathing said knife safetly away. M'ran, on a bent knee, offered out her hand for the creature to smell, making soft encouraging noises. She liked all animals, oddly, L'ran sighed to himself as he settled next to her, though still standing.

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'I'm not that big, just a bit fluffy' He thought to himself, those dual hued eyes narrowing at the woman, one 'brow' lifting a bit as she offered a hand. It was a rather odd human-esque reaction, of course the only thought in his mind was she had a snack in that hand. That nose planted into her empty hand.

The soft noises just slightly agitated him, a light nip issued to her fingertip, nothing that would draw blood. He merely flopped down on his haunches and tilted his head in a quizzical look at the two. Those dual hued eyes peering up at the woman's chest for a moment, and then the man's. That nose twitched lightly catching the likeness in the two's scents.

He honestly debated on shifting back into his human form, but the people wandering by, and the fact the man had a knife and would probably try to stab him once the rather disturbing process began made that a very quickly resolved concept.

Naturally he had a bit more logic than the normal wolf, he stood for a moment and bent his abodomen slightly just enough to allow him to issue a firm bite to the tip of his tail. A light wince issued, he drug that tail on the ground spelling out 'hello' in his own blood.