[Some part of him doesn't believe it's that easy -- that Alucard will really turn on a whim. But he does. It's that effortless for him, and like he'd remembered, nothing like Nadine's transformation.
Perhaps hers would be so smooth one day. He hopes so, for her sake.
Jaskier puts his hands over his ears, just in case, once he notices Alucard giving him some space. It turns out to be a rather good idea, because the howl is loud, and it echoes against the tombstones, and it goes on rather long.
It's not exactly music. But it still brings a grin to his face, though hardly what he feels when the great white wolf comes up to him and all but plops his head beside him.
Is he really...?
Jaskier doesn't ask. He puts his hands between Alucard's ears and scratches, fur slightly rough, slightly soft. Again, he misses his wolf in the Horizon. How he had been completely dependable. There whenever Jaskier needed him.
To be fair, his friends are rather the same way.] Thank you, my friend.
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Perhaps hers would be so smooth one day. He hopes so, for her sake.
Jaskier puts his hands over his ears, just in case, once he notices Alucard giving him some space. It turns out to be a rather good idea, because the howl is loud, and it echoes against the tombstones, and it goes on rather long.
It's not exactly music. But it still brings a grin to his face, though hardly what he feels when the great white wolf comes up to him and all but plops his head beside him.
Is he really...?
Jaskier doesn't ask. He puts his hands between Alucard's ears and scratches, fur slightly rough, slightly soft. Again, he misses his wolf in the Horizon. How he had been completely dependable. There whenever Jaskier needed him.
To be fair, his friends are rather the same way.] Thank you, my friend.
[Alucard is sno different.]