a lonely sky among the mist - shedding

[Luca]

Luca sneezed, furiously shaking a clump of white fur from his face and watching with a narrowed eye as it drifted away with the wind. He wondered briefly where all this fur was coming from, but the silent question was answered quickly as he continued walking and the fur became more and more frequent. Finally he happened upon the trio, crinkling his nose slightly at the smell of burning fur. "If you're going to do that, do it someplace where people don't have to smell it." He said somewhat bitterly, again cursing the enhanced senses he had been gifted all those years ago. Burning hair, fur, nails, it was all the same gross horrible scent, and he didn't want to suffer through it if it didn't come with all the fun aspects of lighting people on fire. "Why don't you just brush it out instead? Somewhere less populated though," He said, approaching Victor and attempting to run his paw over the canine's back. Always too touchy-feely, hopefully the guy wouldn't mind too much. Luca seemed lost in thought all of a sudden, trying to remember where he had stored that brush of his that he never used. He had never shed himself, so he had mainly used it for aesthetic purposes in the past. However, it hadn't taken long for him to realize that taming his unruly fur was a fruitless endeavor. No matter how many times he brushed it, it still stuck up and curled in all sorts of directions.