IN A NEWYORK MINUTE / open

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[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]Oh, he knew he shouldn't have done it. But he was so enthralled with the canine that he just couldn't help himself. Now he had his heart and he wouldn't let it go. It was his. He sighed weakly as he shook his head slowly back and forth. Eyes glinting with small pricks of tears. He'd been crying softly to himself after having returned to his room and from there he had put the heart in a jar of fluid, labeling it accordingly. He couldn't help but be sorry, so so sorry. No one else knew what had happened and he hoped Quill would forgive him if he even remembered. There was something wrong with him but he couldn't stop himself. The sha creature was a broken thing, a betraying thing and yet he was living. He was trying to survive and Quill was already doing so well. Stop it, stop it. It wasn't right, but it was for his survival. Shaking his head a bit the male would shiver as he walked forward, long ears pulled flat against his skull. That was when he heard the sound, a soft snarl as his pawsteps approached an area. Blinking soft pink marble colored eyes the sha would tilt his head a little and move around he corner to witness a creature so massive it stalled him. "Oh..." He breathed before he took a small step back, tail waving in the air slowly as he looked over the being.

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[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]"Quill...?" There was no shock leaking into his voice though he absolutely felt the emotion running strongly through his large form. The canine had gotten bigger and he didn't expect for him to make a return. Could he continue then? This slow process of enthrallment, of obsession. Licking his muzzle slowly the sha creature took a step forward but more timidly as he didn't know how the other would react. Though that was when he saw the scar on his chest and his gaze widened, eyes shifting to look back up to his face. How was he alive? He felt chilled to the bone before he forced himself to relax. It would be okay right? Or would he remember and hate him. The thought made an ache settle in his chest but it was too late to go back now. Even if Quill had willingly given his heart he should have said no. Shaking his head a little he made his way closer to him, lifting his head up a bit to try and touch his nose to the larger canine's, not trying to breath too heavily. "You look so different. It's interesting. How do you feel?"