“Not even in your dreams~.” The wolf replied in a venomously sweet tone, sporting a fangy smile to match, her hands folded under her chin. She was getting used to him, apparently; her fur didn’t even bristle anymore when he made remarks like those.
“Well you can’t tell me what I can dream now can you~”
He scoffed leaning in closer. The candles he had set at the table were allready burning low, and the flickery flames casted shadows across their faces in the low amber light.
“I am glad you joined me for dinner Roman.”
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