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((387)) Sounds good to me, I wouldn't really know otherwise, admittedly. ;u; And yay!

He'd hoped his path was clear enough to follow, especially with the bottom falling through like it had. The red merle male had scratched at tree bark, placed small rocks about, and anything more he could think of so that Aoves could relocate him without the storm washing his hints away.

He was trying to be patient, but he couldn't help but to worry over the hybrid. As a male, he felt worrying was more of a feminine thing to do, but by being distraught over a woman who was alone and quite possibly soaked to the bone was man enough for his liking.

A small shiver ran down his spine as he waiting under a shabby excuse for a shelter; in the outskirts of the city, a rusted sort of billboard (or otherwise large sign with the shabby word Welcome! printed upon the dented surface) had fallen over, tented up against a structure, creating a small sort of space safe from the falling droplets. It wasn't fantastic, but he'd only recently darted under the roof in order to keep himself dry.

Poor love... He thought, frowning at the idea of a cold and shivering Aoves still rushing toward a place unknown to her, alone and toting her goods. Poor fin', tha' bird...

'Arvey? The accent alone was enough to get Harvey's flopped ears perked to attention. He cringed a bit, easing out of his dry place to better see the other that he hoped was approaching. Aoves? The Brit called out in response. He looked around still, the wind and pouring rain making it difficult to find anything.

At last, though, his eyes caught sight of the pathetic looking female. She was beyond drenched, cradling her treasures close while she headed nearer. Harvey smiled sympathetically, and rushed to her aid, caring very little about his own state of dryness (he really wouldn't dare, as compared to Aoves, he was bone dry).

Nice t' see ya, love. 'Ere, lemme 'elp ya 'ome so we can get ya dried up. The cockney dog nodded, wrapping an arm protectively around the smaller luperci. He attempted to cover he as much as he possibly could, hoping his comparatively warm body would help comfort her even in the slightest. He was homeward bound, destined to get them both to shelter soon.

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