Sorry this is so late Rose! Would you mind wrapping it up in your next post? Either a fade to black or whatever. If you choose to go the M rated route coudl you also add M to the title and paste on a Mature warning 
WC: +300
It was oddly reassuring to know that he wasn’t alone in his lack of exploration. There had never been a need for him to visit any other packs and he rarely mingled with wolves to begin with, taking a large bias towards coyotes and dog hybrids. Wolves were too simple minded for his complex thoughts and he thoroughly believed that a wolf was made for labor while dogs and coyote’s were made to point them in the direction of what needed to be done. Io’s glance was not missed by the active minded hybrid and he quickly returned the glance with a smooth, “You’re welcome.” Why was it that manners, when placed in a situation where there was a possibility of a little fun later on, always seemed to be a lot more interesting?
He followed closely behind the white and red girl, watching her tail sway as she walked. It use to be a favorite pass time of his in Italy to follow behind the groups of girls, as girls always traveled in groups there and preferably with a male escort, with the full intention of just watching their rears sway as they walked. It shocked him as the body moved back and went right through a broken window. Jaw slightly ajar he followed suit, launching himself right behind the dog.
Brown eyes kept a close look out for the materials he was hoping to find while his oversized ears perked forward listening to Io’s words. As they reached the second floor and nodded and began to move towards the boxes. Kneeling down he took a moment to look at the strange dog that now sat on a mattress, the perfect place for later. Searching through the boxed he began to load his messenger back with various materials. There were pencils, paper, erasers, and a small straight edge and as he searched the far side of the room he revealed an oil lantern with a large smile. “This place is great.” He praised, placing his newly found items to the side of the room. Careful to avoid loose floorboards the hybrid moved back to Io, taking a seat on the mattress beside her with a smooth grin.
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