The vampire doesn't mind the rain, having grown up in a country where drizzle and damp is practically the national mascot. Luthien, on the other hand, is Not a Fan. Her claws dig into his shoulder as she scrabbles to get under Devin's collar. "Calm down," he exhorts her, hauling the panicked inan off his shoulders.
He gives Kit a slightly sly grin before zipping beneath the awning of the bar faster than the eye can see. Chirping, Luthien noses into his jacket despite being out of the rain.
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The vampire doesn't mind the rain, having grown up in a country where drizzle and damp is practically the national mascot. Luthien, on the other hand, is Not a Fan. Her claws dig into his shoulder as she scrabbles to get under Devin's collar. "Calm down," he exhorts her, hauling the panicked inan off his shoulders.
He gives Kit a slightly sly grin before zipping beneath the awning of the bar faster than the eye can see. Chirping, Luthien noses into his jacket despite being out of the rain.