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The younger girl seemed miffed by her appearance, if not the entire world as a whole. "A whole lotta nothing, that's what!" She announced, gaze flicking away from her almost instantly. Well then. A male appeared now, larger than herself, but friendly enough. The rolling, easy strides of his gait painted him as nonthreatening. Good, because he was pretty damned big. He sat down heavily beside the young girl, and grinned at them. "Having a party here?" He asked.

Ordinarily, she would have said something sarcastic at this point. Tonight just wasn't her night, apparently. Someone else came sauntering up. This one was massive. Cloaked in hues of ash and dust, mottled with snow. Those eyes. Wow. For a second, she wondered if she might be experiencing attraction. Nope, nothing. Just a good lookin' guy. "Is this a private party or can anyone join? Amos, it's good to see you again." He was looking at the other guy. She committed the name Amos to memory, along with those two toned eyes.

"It's open to anybody fun," the young girl snarked, fearless. Yes, this one was good. The caramel damsel grinned at her, loving her spirit. Of course, this wasn't the end of the arrivals. Next came a female with fur the colour of oak, swathed in riches. Holy shit. Now that was a damn fine piece of work. Had she believed in a higher powers, she might have given them "the nod". Instead, she tried not to stare too intensely. "Ashiel?" Good, another name to add to the guest list. The titan of a young man was named suitably. "Seems like everyone has plans tonight."

Alright, enough was enough. Too many wolves, not enough talking and having fun. The young girl spoke again, and broke the spell that seemed to keep them from really getting into any trouble. "Ya' think you guys can make a fun 'party', then?"

”Sure, I'm the party master, you know.” The golden brawler announced with a broad grin, tossing a wink the girl's way. ”Anyone know where we can get some booze? I can find some cannabis, too, if we want.” Go big or go home, right? Besides, a party wasn't fun unless you could barely walk while it was happening. Whether or not you remembered it the next morning was just icing on the cake, really.