"How about this one?"

"Ermm, should I say anything at all? I... don't want to upset you or anything."

"Relax Collin, it's a party and we're going on it together. I don't mind what you say as long it helps me look nicer for the night."

"O-Oh! Well, in that case... that ones seems a bit too edgy. Maybe something that wouldn't blend so much with your fur pattern?"

"Sounds fair, I guess I could try, urgh, a dress."

"What's so bad about it? They tend to be very charming and elegant."

"Yeah, well. Too feminine for my taste."

"You want to look good or not?"

"Fine! I will try a fucking dress!... if I had any."

Collin hummed in thought. Loona has been rather anxious about what to use in terms of clothing for the party. While the sheep himself was already set up with rather simple leather pants and a very smooth blue shirt underneath a silver jacket. (To which Loona was adamant to comment that he looked over the top), the wolf has been turning her own room upside down is despair. It turned out that her cabinet didn't provide much in terms of choices and the sheep felt a bit uneasy that the girl has so few overall, especially when he took a better look at her room.

Bland was a very good description in terms of colors, if it wasn't for the dozens of posters of Hellish celebrities spread all over the walls, even the roof. The floor was dark wood, to the point it made it nearly pitch black, even with a few source lights on. The bed was simple, but the amount of scratches and ripped tissues was a clear indication that Loona had been struggling with keeping her claws from ruining the stuff. There were patches of fur here and there, the small cabinet, a blocked window (to which Collin couldn't help but stare with a frown at why would someone barricade their only source of external world view), an old lamp resting over a nearby desk. There were no pictures of any sort. A backpack was laying near the bed, alongside some magazines spread on the floor. No computer, no television, just Loona's phone resting over the bed as the only source of technology.

The room felt sad, heavy and abandoned. Loona's scent permeated the room, which was very noticeable, although not unpleasant. Collin, unfortunately, spotted what he thought were some type of toys, which confused him at first. Until a closer look revealed that Loona has a very specific type of toys that match her age, to which the sheep felt himself burning in sheer embarrassment at the discovery. Loona had no reason to hide those until now, she clearly didn't expect anyone to ever be in her room.

Collin has been looking around with mild (and fearful) interest until Loona started complaining about the dress situation. The sheep knew that buying a dress would be much of a hassle this late, the party was bound to start in less than an hour. Perhaps it was time to put another of his spells under a new test.

He nearly fully closed his eyes and focused on the magic, feeling the warmth on his hands as two small globes of violet appeared on each. The different colors were throwing him off a bit, normally that type of summoning would be a green light instead. He focused on an image, picturing what he intended to summon. But properly summoning the dress to match Loona's physic was far more difficult, since he would be shaping the material to fit his intent. The mental stress was no joke and he hoped that the wolf will appreciate what he presents to her.

Loona, noticing the strange brightness on her room, turned around just in time for a flash of light to blind her temporarily, she closed her eyes quickly, a strange sound reached her ears. As fast as it happened all became quiet and dark around her, she slowly raise her eyelids to see what just happened. Collin was standing still, looking pained for a moment, his arms were stretched outwards, something red placed over them.

"What did you just..."

She walked towards him, looking befuddled as she took a closer look at what the sheep was holding. It seemed some sort of silk tissue, she gently grasped the clothing from his arms, pulling it out as the volume of the material became noticeable. She stood perplexed as it was made evident that she's holding a dress, long enough that it even had a short skirt fabricated into it. She slowly inspected the dress, pulling with other hand slowly as to see if the size was fitting for her figure. It made Loona even more stunned that it seemed that the dress can cover her proportions perfectly. She looked back at Collin, speechless at what to say at that moment.

"Hmm, I also made some leggings." He said tiredly, to which Loona took notice of another type of clothing that was on one of his arms, it was pitch black, but it was clear it was something made of much thicker material. "I figured... it would be better if you don't go around barefoot." Loona couldn't help the awkward chuckle.

"I mean, thanks? Errr, I don't really have a problem with that." She replied, unsure if she should accept the leggings or not. Collin raised an eyebrow.

"Huh? So you never stepped on a shard of glass or something like that?" He asked, sounding genuinely surprised. Loona eyed him for a moment, a strange brief moment of silence followed before she also snatched the leggings from his arms.

"Fine, I can use these for this night. I've seen my fair share of bottles breaking when there's Hellhounds involved." She justified reluctantly. She eyed the material with some skepticism. "Will these also fit?" Collin nodded.

"They will, this spell is very complicated to do if I'm trying to summo- errr, perhaps conjure something that will fit your shape."

"Sounds easy enough." She said albeit looking impressed nevertheless. Collin snorted.

"No, it's awfully difficult. It actually might hurt if done poorly. The amount of focus for such a spell is great enough to cause me some serious headaches." Collin explained, both hands holding his head, eyes shut tight while grimacing.

"Oh, I didn't know it could be that bad." Loona said, looking a bit worried for a moment. "You gonna be ok, though? I hope I don't have to take you to the hospital."

"They have hospitals here?" Collin sounded very surprised. Loona chuckled as she started to undress, not caring that the sheep was right next to her, with his eyes shut Loona didn't worry about him getting anything to look at anyway.

"In a way, yeah, we do. Not the type of folk that tries very hard to keep people alive to be honest, unless you got loads of money." Loona explained, slowly feeling the dress caress her fur as she studied the lace pattern, hoping to figure out how to be able to close her chest area properly. "Also, speaking of Hospitals, I might do a quick check on later to see if that trick of yours worked, if I don't find a Hellhound that can do that for me in the party."

Collin, despite keeping his eyes closed, raised his head slightly in wonder.

"About that, how exactly would another Hellhound do that check?" He asked. Loona chuckled.

"How? Well, I just find some dude to sleep in, he gets a sniff on me and he can tell me if there's something wrong." She explained as if it was simple.

A very awkward silence followed those words. Collin slowly opened his eyes, giving Loona a very leveled stare. Despite seeing the Hellhound using the dress he provided, the only thing he could register at that moment was the absurdity of what he just heard.

"Is that a joke?" Collin asked and, for the first time since the sheep could ever remember, he sounded very dry. Loona stopped her struggles on getting her leggings properly put on, her eyes found the sheep rather quickly. She realized that something about her words really angered him somehow.

"It's no biggie Collin, he will just take a sniff. That's normal for Hellhounds." She explained slowly.

"But why some guy?" Collin inquired, still sounding rather distressed. "Why not another girl?"

"That would be weird." Loona reasoned, but Collin's snort of incredulity made her wary.

"Oh, that would be weird! Because, you literally asked me to be your date in this party, perhaps even more then. Now you're telling me you're going to find some other guy to sleep with and let him sniff you God knows where?"

Loona blinked. She glanced at the sheep with a dubious look. She really could not understand what was wrong with the situation.

"Yeah, that's basically it, I don't get why you're getting worked up about it." She retorted, a tone of annoyance filling her words. Collin looked absolutely gobsmacked. He started to shake his head frantically, as if in sudden panic.

"No, no, no! Loona! You can't do that! That's not how this works!" Collin said, clearly exasperated. Loona frowned, already irritated about her struggles with the leggings not wanting to fit.

"What are you on about?! This is perfectly normal for-

"You?" Collin cut her off with a flat stare. "Yet, you wanted to try a relationship. Do you even have any idea how those work?"

"I... well, not really." She replied hesitantly. "I really don't get what's wrong with my idea."

"Would you allow me to explain then?" The sheep offered, while trying his best to calm down his breathing. He wasn't sure why what Loona said made him so worked up, even if the reason was obvious, it wasn't becoming of him to get this easily irritated. Loona nodded, still pulling at the leggings with a growl. The sheep sighed as he approached the Hellhound, placing his hands over the resistant material. "Here, pull this two laces off, make them a bit loose, then you can fit it all the way in."

Loona nodded, feeling a bit silly for having such difficulties with something mundane as clothing. Collin's hands worked their way around the issue and he quickly managed to get the problem sorted out. Loona remained quiet as she watched him work, the expression on his face being of absolute disappointment. She would be lying if she said that seeing him react like that didn't make her feel uncomfortable.

"Say, why don't you use something for your legs too? Those pants only reach a bit below your knees." She asked, hoping to distract the sheep from his clear anger on her. Collin shrugged.

"Yes, I should. I haven't decided yet what though. My toes are two big nails. It's kinda hard to think of something that can accommodate them, they are nowhere near as flexible as yours." He explained before raising slightly to contemplate his brief work. "That will do, you should be fine from now on. You okay with the look?"

"Huh, they are fine. Err, thanks?" Loona replied awkwardly. She wasn't sure how to feel at that moment, Collin was mad but still willing to help her out. It is so bizarre, normally if someone is upset with you they just want you away, but the sheep was simply not the type to give it up so easily. "Collin... what did I... do wrong?"

Collin eyed her briefly, looking thoughtful as he made his way to Loona's bed, he took a seat at the edge of it, feeling the soft material caressing his backside and accommodating his tail with ease. He gestured for the wolf to take a seat at his side, she did it so a bit hesitantly. Once she was sitting at his side Collin let out a long sigh before letting out his feelings on the matter.

"A relationship is like a test. Two people make a commitment to each other, not anyone else. I cannot say we go as far as love, that would be a premature and a rather deluded view of our curr-

"Can you talk in a way I can understand, please?" Loona request with an eye-roll. Collin groaned in despair.

"Loona, when dating someone you cannot go looking around for someone else to sleep with! It's wrong!" He quickly cut to the chase, to which the wolf remained at loss.

"Why not? I mean, it's not like I would not sleep with you later on." She reasoned, looking humored with the silliness of the situation, which only annoyed Collin even more.

"But you can't! I also can't and I wouldn't do that either!" The sheep argued, the distress in his voice growing significantly. Loona looked at him with mixed feelings.

"Again, why? What's so fucking wrong about it?" She asked, displaying signs of irritation aswell. "You can't just say it's wrong because you think it so!"

Collin open his mouth to argue, but quickly realized the futility of it all. Loona wasn't necessarily bound to him just cause she asked him to be her partner. He was even lucky to be asked of such a thing, instead of just being dropped somewhere in this Hellish hole. Still, something about what Loona wanted to do just didn't sit right with him. Yes, he could understand that the basic of human relationships are about commitment to only one another person, but that wasn't necessarily true in the entire human world. What made him think that Hellhound's idea of commitment wasn't entirely different from humans? Or the way Heaven portrays it?

He deflated quickly from his anger, looking defeated and exhausted all of sudden. Loona raised an eyebrow, her anger fading momentarily at seeing the sheep clearly subdue from the argument.

"Perhaps... nothing is wrong. I just... I don't know why, but... thinking of you sleeping with someone else. It just... hurts me a bit. I guess it's because it feels like I'm just a plaything to you. Not really someone that matters more than a random stranger."

Loona opened her mouth slowly as if to deny it, but she was starting to understand why had Collin become so upset. She did ask him to be her partner for the party, her mate even. She didn't think that the sheep would take the offer to the heart so quickly, and it was clear that her disregard for his feelings on the matter had shook him rather personally. She eyed him with a mix of sympathy and guilt.

"Also." Collin continued, which caught Loona off guard."You never told me what exactly made you sick, only can remember you mentioning you found out because of another Hellhound."

"I... was sick, because..." Loona suddenly found herself in a really bad predicament. How could she explain to Collin that she had been suffering from STD because she had a relationship with a Hellhound she never met before? And now, after being possibly miraculously cured from it, she was planning to do that stupid stuff again? He would be beyond infuriated. Any other day she wouldn't really care, but she can't deny that she is pushing her luck big time. "I made a... bad choice... with another Hellhound."

Collin's perception of the issue was almost instantaneous.

"You had a sexual relationship and contracted a disease." He stated with a flat tone. The frown on his face becoming more pronounced. "And now... you want to risk doing that again?!"

"I know! I know! It sounds bad." She started, expecting Collin to interrupt her right away, but much to her surprise he didn't. "I... you gotta a point. I mean... yeah, I can just go the hospital. It's not worth the trouble getting fucked and ruining all of it. It's just-

"You just want to get a night to let out some steam." The sheep concluded, looking at her with a mix of sympathy and exasperation. Loona meekly nodded in agreement, still amazed at how easily he could read her intentions. Collin sighed heavily, his mind racing for ideas on how to convince the wolf to not let such desires get the best out of her so easily. A plan came to mind but he was fearful of the consequences. "Say, how about we commit?"

"Like what?" Loona asked, staring at him with intrigue. He shrugged, a vain attempt to ease his nerves.

"We can pass by the hospital on the way to the party. How quick can they get the results?"

"Fast enough if you pay a fair amount." Was Loona's dull reply. Collin winced.

"Oh, that's a problem."

"Not... really? It's just annoying to have to pay for something that is not really that much of a task to start with, but there's only assholes in that place, so fuck it. We can do it on the way. Then what?"

"Hum... if it turns out what I did worked. D-Do you... want to... do... m-me?"

Loona stared at him in a brief moment of incredulity, until she let out a hearty laugh that made Collin even more nervous.

"Oh, that! Right! That actually, errr, yeah! It sounds fine to me. I mean, if you are okay with it?" She pondered with a touch of humor and a bit of challenge back at him. Collin scoffed, despite his clear embarrassment, he wasn't letting something natural as sex stop him from helping Loona to get away from bad decisions.

Even if that particular endeavor would most likely cripple him.

"I don't mind. I just... a bit nervous about that stuff, I never really... you already know that." He admitted as his cheeks became extremely dark. Loona, much to his relief, seemed more empathetic towards his ordeal.

"Hey, don't worry. I will go easy on ya. I know the first time can be... really shitty." She concluded with a grim on her muzzle. "I won't get on your case if you don't know what to do. Just make sure to ask."

"Right. So... hum, should we get going?" Collin inquired, desperate to change the subject. He simply could not bring himself to face her when talking about such things. Loona rolled her eyes at his efforts on shifting the conversation to something else, yet she kept a playful smile on her face regardless.

"Sure, I just need to get my hair done and we will be ready. Oh, and my tail too." She added, looking at said appendage for a moment then back at the sheep. "Say, how about you help me speed things up a bit? Here, take this."

Collin could only extend his arm to receive the gigantic brush she was giving him. He stared at the red colored item while being at loss at what she actually expected him to do.

"Huuuh." He said very intelligently. "What do I do with this?"

"Simple, I got a mirror there." She said pointing back at the gigantic wooden wardrobe. "Just brush my tail on straight motions, I don't really like getting knots on it, they are a fucking pain in the ass to get undone." She warned while opening the wardrobe's door to reveal a mirror hidden on the backside of it. "The sooner we get this done, the better. Say, how this dress looks?"

Collin, after calming down, was able to observe her tall figure more carefully. The red dress indeed fit her perfectly, to the point the sheep couldn't help but be surprised that there were no defects on the material. He stared in perplexity at the quality of the tissue, which seemed to gain a weak glow each time a light source impacted on it. Loona, noticing his reaction, let our a rather feminine giggle in response, which was extremely unlikely of her. It was clear that she was getting giddy about the night ahead.

"Alright, that good, huh? Heh, get to work then. We have a lot of crazy fun for the night."

Collin mutely nodded as he proceeded to help the Hellhound to look more presentable, even if brushing her ginormous tail proved to be a rather infuriating challenge. After spending a good half an hour doing nothing but dueling with a sea of fur, Loona was satisfied enough to grab her purse (Collin had no idea where she got one or that she would even had one) and led him back to the living room. Loona locked her door before nearly punching a note with cheap tape on it, a message for Blitzo that she would be out for a long time and he shouldn't bother waiting for her.

"Say, I don't mean to pry." Collin started. Loona quickly glanced at him in disbelief.

"But you will anyway, so don't sweat about it."

"Riiight." Collin wasn't really sure how to reply to that so he kept on track to indulge his curiosity. "How is your relationship with Blitzo? I get he adopted you, but I don't really understand the bound you two have."

"Because we don't have a fucking bound." She immediately replied, a touch of anger on her voice that was clear as the sharp teeth on her mouth. "He's just some loser that was afraid to be alone and went on to find whatever he could to claim as his family or whatever."

"I... get the feeling you didn't like to be adopted." Collin stated hesitantly. Loona snorted.

"No shit, what gave it away?" She remarked with heavy irony. "I was almost eighteen at that time, a few more weeks and I would've walked away on my own from that fucking place! I never asked to be there or to be adopted by a bunch of weirdos."

Collin felt he was getting into something very personal and keeping that particular past event under the light was not going to do them any favors. Yet, his insatiable curiosity got the better of him.

"How often are Hellhounds adopted? I mostly just saw Imps and Demons around here."

"I don't want to talk about it, okay? Drop it!"

Collin quickly muted himself, not wanting to invoke her fury any further. Loona made her way towards the door, fuming as she reached for the doorknob. Yet, she paused, looking back at the wary sheep with a touch of regret.

"I just... don't take it personally. Some stuff is just too much for me to look back at. Let's just have some fun and forget all that crap."