black friday
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Silas had never really been much for clothing. True, the blue bandana always adorned his neck, but that was all. But that wasn’t to say that Silas wasn’t accustomed to seeing Luperci wear human clothing. His own father was often clad in torn denim jeans. So when Silas had wandered into a clothing store in the middle of the Woolshops Shopping Centre, his interest was piqued. Perhaps he’d try a few things on. Maybe he’d find something he liked just as much, or more, than his bandana.

He stopped at one of the first racks, circular in shape and with an array of brightly colored sweaters displayed. Of course, the store was no longer tidy as it had been during the reign of the humans. Many of the racks and shelves had fallen over or had been ransacked by humans and Luperci alike. This one, however, had managed to remain largely intact. Yet as he looked through the sweaters there, Silas was oblivious to the fact that this was exclusively a women’s clothing store.



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She had caught the scent of the other near the edge of the human lands and though she really had no interest in finding the beast she frowned and wondered what the stranger was doing. Normally she wanted nothing to do with strangers unless they were at the edge of the packlands but today she had seemingly made an exception. It didn't take long for the female to find the building that the male had entered and instead of going straight in she peered through the pane for a moment trying to catch sight of the loner through the dusty glass. When she realized that it was nearly impossible she sighed and moved back to the door to pull it open slowly, hoping that it wouldn't give her away right from the start.

Luck seemed to hold for the door barely groaned before allowing her access to the room beyond. It seemed to be another clothing store like the one she'd taken Ruri to to find things that fit her and kept her warm. Firefly shook her head, wondering if the wolves of these lands were actually realizing that the humans were useful once upon a time or if they were just too curious for their own good. Maybe she'd get lucky and this one atleast would know what he was doing in the shop, not that she minded helping Ruri find clothing but anyone else would be a different story. She flipped her hair back over her shoulder and sighed as she moved forward to announce her presence to the male.

"Now you've got issues.." she said when she noticed that the male was looking through a bunch of women's clothing. She grinned to herself, thinking that perhaps this fellow didn't know what he was doing.. and atleast for once it would play into her favor. She had no problems making a fool of the male if he didn't realize already what a fool he'd made himself.
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With one clawed hand, the young Russian reached out towards one of the racks and pushed some of the clothing aside. It was a wonder that some of this stuff still remained after the humans long absence. The garments slide with an audible screech along the rack, and a few items fell from the hangers to the floor. Silas did not bother to pick them up; nothing here seemed to interest him much.

He moved further into the store, not noticing as the fiery colored female maneuvered her way through the front door. The dull thump of the door closing didn’t cross his mind as he picked up some horrid neon pink top that was once meant for some pre-teen consumers. He dropped it to the floor, intending to move on to something else until he was interrupted by an unfamiliar voice.

"Eessues?" Silas repeated, moving around one of the toppled over racks to get a good look at who it was that had joined him. As he skirted around another rack and a pillar, he saw the Cours woman standing not far from the store entrance. She was devilishly beautiful with her bright emerald eyes and soft wavy locks of hair, though something about her features seemed malevolent. She seemed mysterious, and it attracted Silas. "I don’t understand."





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Firefly raised a brow as the stranger spoke up, the thick accent not causing as many problems yet as it could have as she chuckled and picked up a small black strapless dress and eyed the male again as her eyes danced. She hadn't thought that she would have to explain herself to a male but it seemed that they weren't all so brilliant. She sighed as the words tumbled from her lips. "Oh, I don't know," she said with a smile as she slipped the dress over her head and pulled it down along her curvy frame, straightening the garment as she continued. "You just don't seem the type to wear these such items.." Brushing her fur down she moved towards the male, twisting along the racks and padding down his asle as she raised a brow.

Leaning close to the male she tussled her curly mane and eyed a few of the skimpy shirts along the rack he'd been browsing through. "Unless you plan to be someone's peachbottom boy I don't think these would suit you so well." She let her tail brush along his side as she hummed to herself softly before letting her emerald orbs glance back to the male, her smile flashing as she asked. "Are you?" She'd never met a male who'd preferred to dress in the womanly fashion but gays were not something new to her. He might just prove to be amusing in the end, if she didn't scare him off too soon.
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     The icy blue gaze watched her, traveling from those emerald eyes down across her curvaceous frame. She had one of the garments in her clawed hands and began to pull it down over her body, straightening out the black fabric as it was meant to be worn. He couldn’t offer her any words yet, and only stared dumbfounded. Her sultry voice reached him again, and Silas merely studied her for a few moments longer. Though the outfit had been made for a human, the dress looked ravishing against the natural fiery colors of the woman’s coat.

     She moved near him, and he could feel the pump of a new emotion through his veins at her touch. Was it adrenaline? Excitement? Lust? He couldn’t deny that she was beautiful and her disposition didn’t help dissuade Silas any. "No," he simply responded, letting his icy gaze follow after her. He had realized by now that these garments weren’t made for a male like Silas, and were suited for the female population. Figures he’d pick the store where everything was designed exclusively for women. "Ees zhere another place? Vith better clothes?" She seemed like she knew a lot about this shopping complex, or maybe Silas was just enciphering too much.



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Firefly was not oblivious to the fact that the male’s eyes were following her every curve. A smug smile lingered upon her lips as she let one hand run through the long luxurious locks that framed her face and feathered out from her shoulders and partway down her back. Her eyes sparkled with amusement and something more as she ran a finger along the satin trim that framed the bust of the dress. She turned that enchantress gaze towards the poor fellow as she stated with a slight disappointing sigh. ”Pity, I would have liked to have seen that…” she was jesting, but with the way this man seemed to be she had a feeling that he might not realize that. A crooked smile appeared as her words moved on. ”Of course if you change your mind on that.. I’m not too hard to find.” She was a cruel woman; that much the world could see.

She wondered for a second if the male would ever take her up on that. She was a strange creature when it came to desire and she wasn’t all too sure that she wouldn’t find some liking in being the audience to another’s cravings. She let her own eyes linger on the male’s form for a moment, trailing down to the prize that lay sheathed at the moment as an almost misty far off look settling in her eyes as the clogs and wheels began to turn inside her mind. He wasn’t bad looking himself; perhaps she’d sway the fellow into being her own little playmate for a while. Jac wouldn’t mind she was sure; she might even be able to get the king to join in, though that might take a fair amount of whiskey and rum. A soft silky chuckle rose from her lips as she gave up the notion for just a moment, knowing that she could find time later to play out her own twisted little fantasies.

The woman lifted her eyes slightly from where they had lingered a little too long, one brow etched up high as she tilted her head to the side and cast her eyes towards the entrance of the store, knowing well enough that there were indeed many such stores about, and even those that carried clothing for both sexes. She offered him a slight smile as she made up her mind. ”Oh yes, there’s in fact many.. Would you like an escort?” she teased, wondering what torturously delicious things she might be able to do to this poor boy while finding him garments that were a little more savvy for a man than hot pink tube tops and skinny jeans. She hoped that he would not turn her away, for the day could provide to be a bit interesting, at least if he went along with her plans. She wouldn’t hurt him, maybe leave him a bit heartbroken, but that was expected with her.


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