Summary: Frankenstein wakes up to a surprise.


Collection of Frankenstein/Muzaka Snippets

By Dark Ice Dragon

Snippet 14


Frankenstein frowned, hearing snuffling close to him. He didn't sense any killing intent, but whatever it was, sounded big.

He cracked an eye open, seeing a snout larger than his head right before it brushed against his forehead, sniffing him.

A dream? Dreams didn't invoke the touch sense, or his sense of smell. Though all he could smell was...

He huffed, the giant wolf jerking back for a second.

The long haired silver wolf. That had silver eyes and a very familiar, very distinctive scar poking through its fur on the left side of his snout.

"Muzaka," Frankenstein greeted with a yawn, and it must have barely been an hour since he'd went to sleep if he was feeling this unrested.

He got a low growl as a reply, Muzaka's tail big enough to create its own draft in their bedroom when it wagged.

Frankenstein narrowed his eyes at Muzaka, thinking. "Is there something you need? Do you want to go outside?" It was far too late for that - Muzaka would need to knock down a wall to be able to fit. Frankenstein was sure he hadn't heard any of the werewolves talk about - well. Was this the final stage of the transformation? But Muzaka hadn't been fighting, so why would he transform?

Muzaka licked him jaw to hairline in one wet swoop.

"Eugh," Frankenstein said, grimacing as he wiped it off. "You aren't able to talk like that, I take it."

Muzaka huffed, ears flicking back for a second.

Frankenstein leaned back, trying to see more of Muzaka. For the most part, he appeared to be the same as a wolf - the main differences were his fur was silver and he filled out most of the bedroom, curling around the bed to fit.

"Very well," Frankenstein said, yawning again. "You'll transform back in a while?" If it was something similar to what happened to him when his transformation grew stronger. If Muzaka was still transformed in a few hours time, he would call the others and see if they knew anything more.

Muzaka inched closer again, and Frankenstein smiled, reaching over to pet his snout. Muzaka closed his eyes, pushing into his touch until Frankenstein reached his ears.

Frankenstein dozed off again, still scratching them.