And the other prize of my last contest is this drawing of @fangsofwhatkind’s OC Wolfbane!

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And the other prize of my last contest is this drawing of @fangsofwhatkind’s OC Wolfbane!
“Let’s get you into the bathtub.” (~Wolfbane~) 😘((it’s been too long!))
Injuries Tag - @wolfbanesden
A hiss sounded from behind gritted teeth. “It’s going to hurt like a bitch, but alright.” The prospect of having hot water against fresh wounds was... not inviting, but it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. “You’re going to have to help me get out of this. I can’t lift my arms very high.”
The doctor motioned to her top, which was admittedly much more casual than what she normally wore. It’d been easy enough to get into with fresh stitches, but getting out of it... Well... She was sore just thinking about.
🐺 Growl at my muse ((in her wolf form she doesn’t recognize him at first)) (~Wolfbane~)
@wolfbanesdenLucifer had just walked back in the doors from outside when he heard a deep growl ahead of him. He paused, looking up to meet the threatening gaze of the wolf. At first, he was concerned and tried to plan out his next move in his head. Then, he recognized those green eyes from before—Wolfbane..Clergy werewolf..right!
“Ah, Wolfbane!” Lucifer relaxed, letting out his breath with a smile. “I was unaware we got off on the wrong foot, dear.”
@wolfbanesden | cont.
Strega smiled and nodded. She should have figured that anyone Wolfbane considered trustworthy was likely someone who knew the Church well. “Then you’ll know what I’m hoping to find when I tell you I need something for my dedication rite.” Her smile broadened as Marttie’s eyes lit up. “I’ll be giving my vows to the Cardinal, so I was thinking something red in his honor…” Which was true enough, for all it didn’t tell the whole story. While it was inevitable that the Clergy would come to know the full extent of her relationship with Copia, that was no reason for her not to delay that revelation as long as possible. “I have a slight preference for silk or satin, but I’m open to suggestions. I’d even consider velvet if you have something that doesn’t look like one of Santa’s Naughty Elves.” She chuckled. “Some of those older chambers in the Abbey are drafty as fuck.”
“Errett why do you want to learn magic??” (~Wolfbane~)
“Oh, I don’t want to learn. I don’t really have time to learn magic. I just want to transfer some of my life force into Nibbles so he can live longer!”
@wolfbanesden
Gently placed Ifrit’s beloved guitar against the wall next to his door, with a bow and note tied to it. There is a couple of knocks with a bit of a whimper but as soon as Ifrit opens the door no one is there except his guitar and maybe a couple of blood drops from where the person was. (~Wolfbane~)
He’d been working on a sketch when he hears the knock, quickly slamming the sketchbook closed and shoving it into a drawer in a panic. Glancing around quickly to make sure that he didn’t have anything potentially… incriminating… sitting out in the open he walks to the door, running fingers through his hair in a small effort to make it look decent.
Opening the door all he finds is an empty hallway, not a soul to be seen. He nearly goes back to his drawing, but as he turns to close the door he catches sight of a familiar object leaning against the wall outside the door: his white Fantomen. He stares at it in disbelief for a moment before reaching out and running his fingers gently down the side of the neck. A red bow with a note was attached to the head, the note presumably from whoever had found his beloved guitar.
Something else catches his attention though, pulling his attention away from the instrument. Just barely noticeable over the smell of polish was the thick, metallic scent of blood. And, sure enough, on the floor near his door were a few drops. Ifrit sits back on his heels and gathers the drops on a fingertip, bringing it to his nose to sniff gently. Unable to place the blood’s owner by smell he licks his finger clean, narrowing his eyes as he parses out the taste. It wasn’t ghoulish, though it wasn’t quite human either, leaving him a few leads on who it was. Breathing in through his mouth he can discern something earthy and wild, and that meant…
“Shit, Wolfbane,” Ifrit curses, stashing the guitar quickly inside his room before dashing out into the hall, breaking out into a sprint to get to the werewolf’s quarters fast as possible, hoping she wasn’t hurt too badly.
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🍙 - Bring my muse something to eat (~Wolfbane~)
(( @wolfbanesden ))
She's staring at the paperwork littering her desk, eyes wide and listless. At this point, she was going on twenty or so hours of no sleep. Hearing someone enter the clinic, she snaps her gaze up.
"Oh, hello Wolfbane." Her smile is tired, and she picks up on smell of food before she sees it. "You feeling better? Oh- What've you got there?"
mistletoe-on accident (~Wolfbane~)
(( @wolfbanesden - Caught under the mistletoe accidentally ))
She’d just barely finished hanging up the mistletoe in the doorway of the clinic. It was going to be hilarious to see Brothers and Sisters of Sin get caught under the plant. The uncertainty of it all, maybe they’d blush and stutter, give a little peck. Maybe she’d spark a romance, or more. She felt stupid, and devious as she clamored down from the step ladder, only just noticing the woman standing in the doorway watching her.
“Wolfbane!” She said happily, looking up to her before realizing that... oh, they were under the mistletoe. She’d played herself. The doctor giggled mischievously and stood on her toes, reaching up to brush a kiss to the corner of Wolfbane’s mouth if she allowed. Not a full kiss, just something... cheeky. “I didn’t notice you there!”