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Tale of a Wolf Part VII: Warm Welcome or Not Quite?
As the two, Sear and Slice, congratulated each other, Wolf quietly contemplated what he was going to do. Panther had taken residence in Andrew's old quarters, which only left Pigma's quarters available. This was a predicament, since, of course, nobody had gone to clean the crap out of it.
"Alright, we'll be going to the recreational lounge so I can introduce you to the rest of the team, careful of Panther, though, he's a furvert." With that said he got up and walked out, the two women fallowing behind. He was impressed with them, and that in itself was an accomplishment most hadn't managed.
As they went, He noticed that Slice was taking in her surroundings, apparently intent on knowing the Sargasso base inside and out as good as the back of her hand. Wolf admittedly thought that was a smart idea, since he had gotten lost on a few occassions when he was drunk. Then again...he'd been drunk. Not his fault.
After a moment or two longer Wolf heard scrapping in the kitchen, peering inside to see the Scrabble board tipped, the letters strewn about from the apparent fight going on between Leon and Panther. "ENOUGH!" Wolf yelled as he stalked in, his ears flattened against his head dangerously.
"He wouldn't ssstop putting 'Krystal' on the board, and I told him if he didn't ssstop I'd kick his ass." Leon said as he got off of Panther. Panther scoffed, "You just can't admit that she's beauty incar..." he was cut off in his own sentence as the skunk and cheetah walked in behind Wolf, soon standing on either side of him.
"Hello Ladies." Panther purred, trying to be seductive.