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Location: Natural History Museum, NYC 
Time: Afternoon 
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Ben whimpered again. 


He hurt so badly. His muscles twitched then jerked the longer he laid there. Ben’s coat became slimier and the sensation seeped into his skin, still slick from the pool of blood and fluid. The dead human skin collected in his matted fur causing it to spike in several directions as he finally twisted about and pulled himself upright. First his right arm shifted underneath him and it was followed by his left, bracing his torso off the ground. Gradually, his back legs righted themselves until he stood on all fours. 


Wobbly in his ability, Ben let loose another a sharp, high pitched whine. His figure shook instinctive sending splatters of red, bits of flesh and other fluid off into several directions. It scattered upon Marie who was easily in within range. His tongue licked his lips and glided across his canines before narrowing his vision on the witch. His nose flickered. The nostrils flared, inhaled deeply as a spicy, strong scent wafted into his olfactory organ. It was familiar and pleasant. 


 As his legs gained strength, Ben’s eyes never left Marie. His lips curled back to reveal several white fangs and a deep growl released from his throat, the sound vibrated throughout his very being. Slowly, his head lowered while he edged closer with wary steps. His claws clicked across the red linoleum floor. Click, click...click...click. 


Without much warning, Ben lounged forward. 


His muzzle stopped within centimeters of her face. The hot breath pulsed upon her skin and mouth widened, his mouth leaned into her position. Suddenly a heavy, rough tongue licked across the woman’s cheek. It was followed by another and another. His voice whimpered in delight as his tail wagged, his nose going crazy with the scents of magic wafting off her.  His telepathy give Marie the distinct impression he was happy just sniffing her all day. A sense that her mind could easily associate with words, penetrated through her [i][color=chocolate] ‘Smell… good...Like a lot.’[/color][/i]


Ben’s ears flicked when Ji and Skyler, both timed it well, entered through the door. The pup’s head snapped into their direction then let out a surprised growl. His eyes widen and lips pressed backward, his teeth bared defensively. When the scents hit him, the lips gradually reflexed back. Cocking his head, Ben cautiously edged toward the two and sniffed deeply. His paws tapped across the floor as he lowered his figure, creeping toward them. Ji and Skyler got the emotions of curiosity and interest, but also fear and worry over the unknown.