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Edgar's first sip of the tasty concoction, held in his hands, he had made was very cautious. His tongue burned quite a bit, but it felt very good in his empty stomach. He continued to drink more of his hot chocolate, surprised at how great it tasted when he had used such simple ingredients. The luperci decided that he'd have to make it again, having so many of the ingredients left in his bag. He felt happy to see his guest enjoying the fire and his beverage, his expression had seemingly brightened at the heat both had provided. After a few minutes of not trying to talk with the spaniel, the Aussie looked over at him and spoke. Having no idea what he had just said, Edgar wrote a message down for him: I'm deaf, could you write that down? My name is Edgar, by the way. What brings you out here at this time of night? The Brittany had figured that he probably didn't belong to a pack, he didn't have an unusual scent and anyone who was apart of a pack wouldn't want to be outside on a freezing night. The boy's pet walked out toward him and stuck her head into her friend's bag; pulling out a warm, buttery biscuit. Edgar glanced over at her with a slight smile on his lips, not bothered by the fact that she was eating what he had planned to eat for his breakfast.
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