Since the wolf's arrival on the sandy beaches of Vinicius' coastal home, the siren had been paying him more visits than any other, or so he told himself. He could call it visiting all he wanted but he'd all but invited Project into his home until they could find him a suitable place to take shelter.

Today found the blond laying outside his occupied home and looking up at the beautiful sky, gratefully in the shade and a cracked open coconut between his paws. He'd been slaking his thirst with the coconut there, it's faintly milky taste resting on his tongue as he hummed a gentle song, tail wagging slowly against the coarse sand. Huffing a low breath he growled in relief as he stretched tense muscles, lost in thought.


[member=23818]Project K[/member]

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