Puppy Smell: Introductions

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He wouldn't put you down, he carried you with him as he walked around the sewer, humming softly and thinking. You had your arms around his neck, your hands dangling down into one of his ponytails. He was thinking of how to introduce you to everyone. Meanwhile you were thinking of how soft his hair was. A few gentle tugs and the hair bands fell right out, making Mahito stop and lean his head onto you.

"What are you doing back there?" He chuckled with a smile. He gently put you down, letting you stand and look up at him. You didn't focus on his face, you reached your little hands up to the third ponytail and tugged the hair and out. He smiled gently.

"Do you want to play with it for a while? I can make it longer if you'd like." He offered, sitting down in front of you with his legs crossed. You tilted your head but shook it quickly and ran to the back of him, gathering his hair up in your tiny hands. He heard you giggled ever so slightly as you gently tugged his hair back, starting to braid it.

"I love how you're feeling better, Pup. You're so skinny though... whats your favorite food?" He asked, going to turn his head back to look at you but stopping when you gently patted his head. Favorite food Huh? You were old enough to know that being a werewolf required a lot of calories. Transforming burned enough as you transformed into something bigger. And god forbid a full moon came around and you hadn't stored enough to survive the transformation.

"Fried food." You answered simply and you tied the messy braid back, wearing his other two hair bands on your wrist then walking around to his front and sitting in his lap as if he were a thrown.

"Fried food huh? But you're skin and bones." He replied, wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin on the top of your head.

"Man with back hair... who?" You asked, twirling your bangs on your finger.

"Getou? He's a friend. I have other friends too! I was just wondering how I could introduce you to them." He answered happily. You shook your head from side to side, making Mahito lift his head from you, and you looked up at him. You reached a hand up to touch his stitches again.

"Like you?" You asked.

"No not all of them. Let's see... there's Jogo, who's a literal hot head. Don't tell him that though, he'll turn you into bacon!" He teased and began to tickle you, making you laugh and try to push him away. "Then Hanami. I think you'd like them. I think they'd like you too! You saw Getou, he's nice. I think he likes you, but not as much as I like you." Mahito explained. You leaned back onto Mahito and closed your eyes, prompting him to rub your arm a little.

"Wanna go meet them please." You told him, eyes still closed and being a little quiet. He chuckled a bit and picked you up and he began to get up off the floor.

A couple seconds later and you smelled the fresh salty air of a beach, and felt the warmth of the sun on your pale skin. You open your eyes and you're immediately drawn to some colorful flowers. Of course your jump down from Mahito's arms to go and pick them, all the while dragging him along by his hand. You didn't seem to care that the others you were going to meet just sort of stared at you. You pulled Mahito down to your level and began to undo his hair, immediately redoing it with the pretty flowers. Jogo laughed in an almost mocking tone as he watched you. When you heard this your attention was drawn away from admiring your work, and you stepped in front of Mahito, as if to protect him. Mahito knelt down behind you and ruffled your hair.

"Everyone, I'd like to introduce you to the werewolf puppy I adopted. This is Pup!" He said happily.

"You won't last long with him, kid!" Jogo called out, going back to whatever it was he was doing. Hanami was about to walk over but you had obviously never seen a curse like them, and growled, stepping back and moving your arm to hold Mahito back. He just chuckled and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close.

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