its a wrap!

Aiden paused at the gathered wolves. Ah, well, this might not be a bad spot to fish, if there were many here, right? He'd been avoiding large fishing spots for the most of the night, but he couldn't resist it anymore. Not at the end of the night. Empty fishing spots now meant very few fish, or devoid of fish, and that was inconvenient. So here he went, and as he walked into the water, he had the pleasant surprise of recognizing one of the wolves present. "Lucretia," he greeted warmly, tail wagging in the greeting. His attention switched to the other three, and he smiled and dipped his head to both. "I am Aiden, of Abaven," he introduced himself. He paused just then as the one lady's heat just slapped him in the face, and his nostrils flared instinctively. Oh. Well then. Swallowing hard, he looked away from both and instead concentrated on the water, waiting for a shape and lunging for it.

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