#witchcrownxd01

[nhdevilsmuses]

For @witchcrownxd

He knew how uncomfortable it was to travel the city's forest while dressed and in wolf form, so he had taken off his clothes and turned into a wolf so he could explore the forest at his leisure. Anthony was smelling the ground in search of his prey, he was hunting for a rabbit nearby and licked his lips already savoring it. However, there was a scent he didn't recognize, one of a person. He couldn't tell which species so maybe a witch or fairy.

He followed the extra scent ignoring the rabbit for now and sparing its life as he did so. He found a stranger around some plants and he tilted his head in confusion approaching him cautiously and smelling him before barking at him to call his attention. He smelled nice, so damn nice, and he wanted to see how he looked too. An alpha for the smell but he didn't care about that, this world now had something called lube that would help alpha on alpha sex encounters. He had some in his apartment. Anthony wagged his tail at the stranger and barked again.

[alphaornothing]

Starter for @witchcrownxd

The departure of Vincent had torn him up. He had wanted to go with his brother but his brother... had been chosen. Here he was. Alone. Again. He wanted to be with him, but he couldn't follow him. He didn't stick around in New Haven. He left for a while. Came back to a whole disaster he didn't want to participate in.

He was more knowledgeable in technology nowadays, but he still preferred the forest and nature. Still, he needed new clothes. He stopped by a boutique he saw once and walked in. His clothes looked old and thoroughly used, he could use a whole new wardrobe at this point. He also was trying to re-integrate himself into society after running wild for a time.

He still missed Vincent, but his twin had made his life and he hoped he was happy back in the past. He had to make his own too. New Haven was as good a place as any. "Hello?" He called, his hands stuffed in his pockets.

He walked around trying not to touch anything, he wasn't sure if the owner or clerk would be mad at him for touching the merchandise but he didn't seem too dirty anyways, just his clothes looked thoroughly used. "I could use a new wardrobe. Maybe something like this," he said to himself as he stood in front of some jeans. Most of them looked the same to him anyway.