OPEN sooo scary / intro

[soap m.]

"way down we go" ✭ tags ── It was not often that the wolfdog allowed himself time to rest. He didn't necessarily have any hobbies he fully enjoyed, so he was patrolling most of the time. Or doing something that reminded him of the life he was so used to. Except today. Today he was in camp, preparing his Halloween costume quite early. That was, until some mouse got a hold of his eyepatch and ran off with it. Thus ensued a chase. Most people saw a somewhat large canine running after a small mouse with a black accessory. ”Get back here, ya wee thing! That's mine!” He snapped, huffing as he kept running. All around camp. For a simple part of his costume.

[Bloodstone]

Bloodstone was resting in her own house, set in dark stone, a gothic masterpiece for a vampiric dragoness, when she heard the frantic barking. With a tired huff, she forced her weak legs up and strolled out, just to see Soap speed by, chasing after a mouse.

She almost considered helping, if only to have a small snack out of the mouse. But she shook her head and started to walk after the wolfdog. "Soap, what the hell." It wasn't exactly a question.

"What does the little mouse have that you need?" She asked as she paced toward him, gaunt muscles flexing. She didn't understand the idea of dressing up, or looking anything that wasn't you.