Half of me’s the gasoline
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Crap post ;x. And shh, wolves can whistle.. If Looney Tunes can do it, by god so can we. >_>;


There was no real reason for the craftsman's humming, nor the occasional whistling that followed. Perhaps he found himself truly elated to be away from his problems for a while - though he wished they could last forever. Skulls clunked and jewelry clinked all around the wandering merchant, though it did not drown out the faint words that came from up ahead. Bangle froze in place, large ears pointing forwards. Was he just hearing things? Or..


Taking a few more steps, he emerged before the river, and the stranger who met him eye to eye a few feet away. The craftsman muzzle spread wide into a grin, unknowing whether this male wanted company or was even friendly. Bangle would find out soon enough, however, as he took a few steps in the male's direction. "'Elo there, friend! What brings ya out 'ere?" He didn't wait for a response, of course, his arm sticking out for the other man to shake. "Name's Bangle, friend."


Finally, there was a new face to be familiar with, who did not smell as if he was from around. This only excited the coywolf more, his tail wagging a couple times eagerly. Whoever this man was, the multicolored coywolf was led to him somehow, and Bangle took it upon himself to become acquainted with a total stranger whether the other cared for it or not.
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