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She hadn't seen Spitz in some time...it wasn't like him. Usually they were joined at the hip, but lately he'd been cold. Distant. 

A scream, echoing down the hall. "Monster!"... Abby ran as fast as she could...but she was too late. Peering through the door into the darkness, seeing those cruel, feral eyes shining back at her. 

Spitz wasn't there anymore.

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Forteissimo

Love this! Heavily inspired by Arta's Halloween comm from last year btw.

Volter

Yeenoghu has reclaimed him. Highly unfortunate for everyone the lord of slaughter delights in destroying beloved things…

jakukuro

fucking love the intensity damn

M

For abby's sake I hope he's a molesterin' kind of werewolf to the ladies and not a murderin' type.