ooc: <3 btw, Cai isn't wearing his checkered scarf at the moment. he left it back with his mother. but Sep would have seen him wearing it the last time they met :3
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A buoyant laugh bubbled from his chest as they ran together. It felt wonderful, natural - The self-made wind gliding fingers through his thick dappled fur, the cracked concrete firm beneath his massive paws, and of course, Sepirah, running alongside him. She looked to be born of the very wind, she was so fast; He knew that he let him win, could see it in the sparkle in her pretty gold eyes.
The quick sprint left him feeling energetic, excited. Pink tongue lolled from between wickedly large white teeth in an innocent pant, maw curved up in a goofy grin, as Caillen skidded to a stop at the front of the store. He had no doubt that Sepirah could have beaten him if she wanted too - Her slender, wiry jackal frame was made for dashing speed, where as his hefty bulk was built for endurance and combat.
Flashing her a quick grin, the youth entered in the gaping doorway first - The rotten door had long since fallen off of its rusted hinges, leaving the shop open for all who wanted to enter. The first thing Caillen noticed was that the air smelt musty. He knew that smell. It smelt like the old fabric Strelein, a wolf back at the Chien Hotel, used to make clothes. And sure enough, the walls of the store were bedecked with pieces of clothing.
Some had clearly fared better in age than others. Sky blue eyes, darting momentarily back to Sepirah to make sure she was okay, then traipsed about the wide variety of clothing. A flash of color at the back of the store caught his attention, and he padded forward, fluffy tail wagging merrily. With a tug, Caillen pulled the rainbow-hued material (which turned out to be a mid-length scarf) from the tarnished figure of a manikin. Pleased with his discovery, the youth barked merrily around his mouthful, and trotted back to Sep. "Wha' aboot thuss?" Speaking obscured by the article, he dropped the scarf at her feet, and ignored the taste of the fabric in his mouth. "Do you like it?"
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