Lord's Rest Inn

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 Ashi waves at him, grinning. 

Anson grumbles and looks up. 

 He smiles, watching her work. "Hi, how are you, pretty lady?"

He sees a tall wolfkind with grey fur and long, black fluffy hair that obscures most of his face. His clothes are baggy, hiding his slight chub.

sleepy awoo, jack
 

 "I am well so far." She chuckles and runs a hand through her curls. 

 *I hate to say it, but running a hand through your curls is physically impossible unless your hair is an illusion. This is coming from someone who has had an Afro for many years. Anyway, continue your fun.*

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*I have come back to gay, to gender, and to furry :3*

 *hiii I want all those things*

 *Don't we all? Except for straight people, people without gender, and non furries of course*

 *which of my floofs do you want?*

 *Have any fembois?*

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*Cut for Wendi.*

“I’ll get some when my clothes are clean, promise.” He says, cracking his neck. 

 He would find John sitting in his chair, blade in hand, helm on the table as for the rest of his armor, already on “Oh, you’re back. Good.”

 Stroth sighs and unbuttons his shirt, folding it and setting it aside. He nuzzles up next to him. 

Thorne narrow his eyes, setting down the case file. "Hello there ' 

 He leans against them, continuing to clean his clothes and put them to the side, giving them the occasional kiss.

 He puts on his helmet, standing up from the chair “I know you have a weapon on you, I suggest you grab it.” He prepares to cut them to ribbons.

 Stroth pulls out a book about the natural history of fish, thumbing through it. 

Thorne sighs and rubs his temples "Is there something I can help you with?"

*Wendigo, wanna RP?*

*Jester, wanna RP?*

*Cut for Salem.*

 He still doesn’t know how to react, so he just softly smiles “I’m honored by the thought. Is this a choice all three of you agree on?” 

 “I shouldn’t be trusted… I shouldn’t do anything… I don’t regret wanting to protect you… but I regret thinking you needed protection from me.” He says, his claws barely kept from his arms, closing his eyes.