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OOC here: Table & Coding © Jenny/Kiri; 505 words
Why should Ouija worry about getting messy when he always adorned himself with random colors? It just added to what he already did to himself. There certainly wasn't anything wrong with more color. At least not in his opinion. He was one to go for as much color as he could get. Anything to break up the solidarity of his natural coat. Even though he might not eat as carefully as his sister did he still didn't let anything go to waste. He just didn't try to remain as careful and proper as Demi did simply because it didn't matter to him. Food was to be consumed not to be looked at and nibbled on. So yes, they had their differences of opinions but they still got along quite well. They were close, perhaps closer than some other siblings were. But there was nothing wrong with that, at least not that he could see. He loved and cared for Demi so why should it be wrong?
He looked surprised to see Demi walking around on four legs. She couldn't know that he was around to be tempting him, could she? So perhaps she was parading around for someone else instead. After all she used the lupus form to rile him up when he was feeling lazy. She knew that he just couldn't resist that form. That was the one thing that was always guaranteed to excite him. Of course that stemmed from the teachings in the cult. That the luperci gene had to be passed on to those possessing a lupus form. So of course seeing someone in a lupus form urged him to do what the teachings said to do. That he simply had to pass on the gift to those less fortunate. It was hard to tune out that training even when he knew that the other had already possessed the luperci virus.
Still his sister's time in her lupus form didn't last long as she recognized him. He chuckled as she shifted while making her way over to him. He reached his arms up to try and wrap around his sibling. He was glad to see that she was safe and well. He had been worried about her, always wondering what had happened to her. He made to try and return her affection with licks and nuzzles of his own. "Demi..." He breathed out the other's name as he tried to press his nose against her neck in order to deeply inhale her scent. "Oh Dem, I have missed you so much." And not just because he had been missing the mushrooms that she provided him. Of course he would end up asking about them as well during this visit. But right now it was more important to rekindle his connection with his sister. After all she meant a lot to him and he wanted to let her know that. He had assumed that they would always be together forever. He never thought that he would have to be away from her.
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