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it was not normal for people to hang out on top of buildings this late at night, especially not alone. it was not normal for people who looked like, well, that, to exist in the first place, she thought, and even weirder for them to exist in a city so filled with regular-looking-human-people as koi.
why was he up on the top of the building, and this late at night? she’d just gotten free of her patrol duties, and true, she was no longer in the ‘danger zone,’ but whatever way she tried to spin it, this person was suspicious.
“frostfang, let’s go.”
avinia tightened her grip on the saddle as she leaned in and frostfang angled downwards. steering a bit to the right brought her over the building, and frostfang landed, his wings blowing up a bit of a tiny dust storm as he touched down. she didn’t bother dismounting, only turned her gaze onto the person who’d caught her eye. now that she was up close, she could tell just how huge this guy was--jesus, she’d seen a couple tall people, but she had no idea people of that size even existed; even on top of frostfang, he wasn’t that far below her. not to mention everything about him.. stuff like that... tail?
he was definitely suspicious. nothing else about it.
“excuse me, sir. what are you doing up here at this hour of the night?”
