Date: 2016-11-25 10:54 pm (UTC)
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Washington smiled and waved back at Essie, though he could have found her by scent alone in the nearly empty place. Being closer to his Wolf form than most his senses were especially keen and Essie smelled, for lack of a better word, delicious. She looked just as good, Washington unable to help his pupils widening at the sight of her, that animalistic hunter in him never completely gone.

"I hope you weren't waiting long, Miss Wakewood," he said, sliding his bing frame into the seat across from her. "I had to deal with a small student emergency."

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