cryptsleeper: <user name="malagraphic"> (ilu u idiot)
Alucard \\ Adrian F. Ţepeş ([personal profile] cryptsleeper) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2024-03-25 11:50 am (UTC)

Hm. Somewhere soft and out of the storm. That's a bit to go on.

[Alucard doesn't try for a reassuring smile. He instead falls back on a very old joke.]

The only thing I ask is that I don't hear anything about how I can't communicate in wolf form. Wolves don't have human vocal chords and we both know it.

[He doesn't wait to see if that lands. The dhampir goes about his transformation with little fanfare, then leans in close to get a sniff of Ciri's arm. It's mostly Ciri. A little Geralt, which is distinct. And....there. Fur. Musk. Something decidedly feline.

A cold nose presses against the cloth of Ciri's sleeve, well aware that it can be felt. There's a SNFFFF, followed by an exhale.

Awoocard then turns, nose pressed to the ground.

The first few minutes are slow. Alucard waddles at an all too slow pace, the wind against him. It is a blessing so few people have been about, but none of it makes it easy.

It is when he reaches the wall of a stationary store that the scent catches. His ears perk, as does his tail. Nose to the ground, the pace picks up. He can only assume Ciri is following.]

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