[ He follows Chrissy's arm, then Billy's shouting, and eyes Robin for a long moment where his snarl melts away. His ears slowly come back up as he stares at Eddie, the growl shifting into a whine as Steve slouches and looks at the floor, rubbing the back of his neck; ew, he thinks, the blood.
Casting a doggy side-eye at them all, he whuffs twice at Eddie and backs off to the sink where everyone can see what it looks like when a nine-foot tall werewolf is trying to rinse off his muzzle. ]
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Casting a doggy side-eye at them all, he whuffs twice at Eddie and backs off to the sink where everyone can see what it looks like when a nine-foot tall werewolf is trying to rinse off his muzzle. ]