An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
"Jaegerjaquez, where are you?"
Yawning into the phone, Grimmjow looked around himself pointedly, though there would be no way for Tousen to know it. The guy seemed to divine disrespect no matter what shape it came in; it worked for Grimmjow. Offense that still came with plausible deniability. Good enough.
"No idea. Why don't you ask Suzy?"
"You know full well you and Pantera are out of Suzumushi's range. Return to base, now."
Grimmjow looked at the side of the road, where a short-furred, long-bodied, entirely black dire wolf was nosing under some flowers for field mice. Here, outside of the military base and away from the Espada pack, Pantera almost managed to forget her coming heat.
Had they stayed at the base she would have savaged Szayel's stupid hump-machine of a dog-wolf already, but nobody seemed to want to hear that.
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Chapter 1. Fusion with the Iskryne/A Companion to Wolves series by Elizabeth Bear and Sarah Monette. Everyone is human apart from the zanpakuto who are wolves. \o/ Dubious consent of the “whoops our psychically bonded animals animals are in heat” variety.