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Rurik had woken many hours ago, but at some point during the afternoon, a strange sleepiness had struck him. He was not normally one to enjoy taking long naps through the afternoon, and even today he had only been sleeping a little over an hour when the soft tones of music awakened him. His baby blue eyes opened slowly, peering up at the ceiling. It was rather hot and stuffy in his room, even with both windows opened wide. There were no screens in them anymore, so of course bugs would get in, but as Rurik was quite used to living around wildlife, this bothered him considerably less than it might have bothered a human.


He stretched and turned, throwing his legs over the side of his bed. It creaked and groaned beneath his weight, and he cocked an ear to listen. He was a pretty heavy man, heavier by far than the average human, and so perhaps sleeping and crashing on his bed so often was weakening it. No matter—he could always get rid of the frame and sleep on the mattresses. Such a thing was not uncommon in the least; it was more comfortable to some to be close to the ground, and others were simply too big for any normal human bed to accommodate. Rurik yawned widely and stretched out once more, tossing his arms upward and leaning into the motion, shaking the sleepiness from his body.


The sound of music was distinctive, floating into his room from the outside world. He meandered forward, lighting a cigarette as he went. He often smoked right after he woke up, and today the fancy had struck him to do so. Opening his front door, he peered about, looking toward the house where his other son lived. Toliy had explained some things to him, but he was altogether confused, and of course, he wanted to meet this new and unknown son for himself. The silver-shaded werewolf had no idea what to expect, but he was not worried or concerned—if this boy truly was his son, they would cherish each other as always. The overgrowth of bushes and various other plants obscured the werewolf's view until he had rounded them, his bright gaze falling on his son for the very first time.

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