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Baby I've been here before
It's no problem; I've been pretty busy myself.
I know this room, I've walked this floor
Wiping the dust and tree bark from his perfectly white fur, the one who'd called her greeted her. He knew her name, so it wasn't like he was some random wolf here to hurt her or something, or at least it was unlikely to be so. He explained why he'd come, and a smile graced Hanna's lips. He was her first customer since her return to Bleeding Souls, even though she'd known for several years how to apply tattoos. She absentmindedly rubbed the tattoo of flames on her left bicep, which she'd received from her brother's pack's shaman, and replied, rather nonchalantly, "I am Hanna, and it's no problem. What kind of tattoo are you after, and what colors will I need to collect and make?" She almost sniggered at his dimple; dimples were so cute in a guy. In any case, her own smile deepened and broadened in response to his own.
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