[Cautious in its approach, the wolf diffuses the air between them more than Takasugi had. He feels the muscles in his back relax when met with hesitation - taking stock of one another is mutual.
The wolf's nose tickles his palms, leaving them wet and chilled as it passes over him.
Dirt sticks to his hands when Takasugi sits, following the creature's lead. He leans back, far less poised than his canine companion, arms spread behind him and legs sprawled in front.]
Lone wolves don't make it long in the wild. [His words are lost, he knows, but Takasugi utters them anyway. Justifying his company to no one but himself.]
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The wolf's nose tickles his palms, leaving them wet and chilled as it passes over him.
Dirt sticks to his hands when Takasugi sits, following the creature's lead. He leans back, far less poised than his canine companion, arms spread behind him and legs sprawled in front.]
Lone wolves don't make it long in the wild. [His words are lost, he knows, but Takasugi utters them anyway. Justifying his company to no one but himself.]