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Are you under the thrall of some curse then?

[Interestingly enough, in all this time, he hasn't met a werewolf, but mages are a-plenty.]

And how often is one born as a wolf?

[Certainly leaning towards some sort of magical curse at play.]

Some people call it a curse, some people call it a disease or virus. I’m not sure if it’s either of those.

And I don’t know exactly but I think it’s pretty low. Too high a birth rate of a predator and you end up running out of prey for food. I’m kind of on the outs with the werewolf community in my world so I only know how things work for me.

Yes, I'm aware of what happens when you have too many apex predators in an environment. I've seen it happen many times before, both on my home world and the world I was in before I came here. I suppose that would communicate to people as well.

And what do you mean, you're "on the outs"? I've never heard that phrase before.

[He's walking while he talks. The tome is light enough to slip into his jacket when they're running.]

Oh! It means I'm in trouble with them. I wasn't born a werewolf I was made one.

So in my world human women can't have werewolf babies, only a werewolf woman can have werewolf babies and since they don't have a lot they run the risk of inbreeding so every now and then they need new... breeding stock. So I was changed against my will. They weren't prepared for how strong I was though and I killed a bunch of a really important werewolf family when I escaped. So I was kind of a wanted person in the werewolf community.

[She can't see him, but his disgust for those responsible would be hard to disguise.]

It sounds to me that they got what they deserved, if we're honest.

[A small bark at his feet catches his attention and he picks up his mabari puppy.]

Is this trail dog safe as well?

That had better not be a bad joke.

Just kidding. It should be fine. I won't let anything happen to your puppy, I promise.

[There's a long pause before he lets out a sigh. He's rather quiet as he and the puppy make their way through the castle to meet the redhead outside the large doors of the building. Once there, he slips the tome into his jacket's pocket while putting the dog down. Cassandra lets out an excited yip as she bounds around his legs and then pulls her lead so she can sniff at Eve's feet.]

Yvette, meet Cassandra, my Mabari Warhound.

[Eve was dressed to run, in a sports bra and tight leggings with some very comfy leather shoes. She smiled and waved at Cullen but was all eyes for the dog he had. Even before Eve became a werewolf she got along well with dogs. Ever since being turned she got on even better except in the rare cases when the dogs saw her as a threat. Since Cullen didn't act like she was though his dog didn't either. Smiling she knelt down to get more on the dog's level.]

Well hey there aren't you just best girl around, yes you are. Yes you are such a good girl.

[The only sign that he's a little unused to her outfit is the slight reddening of his ears, but Cullen makes sure that his eyes don't stray too far or linger too long on her body. He's already aware that she's a beautiful woman and she's made no qualms about her own sexuality either.

However, the way that her attention narrows in on the adorable little Mabari pup is enough to make him like her a bit more. Cassandra was turning out to be a rather good judge of character through the amount of training he put her through.

One day she would catch a fireball!

At all the praise, she barks happily, her tongue hanging outside of her mouth as her tail wags viciously.]

I take it that you have a bond with dogs. Good. Yvette, this is Cassandra. Cassandra, this is Yvette.

[Another bark, almost as if the dog understands what Cullen is saying before she pads over to sniff Eve's legs and feet as if to say "pet me".]

Depends on the dog. Some of them are weirded out by my smell. But not you, are you Cassandra?

[Eve smiled and knelt down to give Cassandra all the pets and scritches that she wanted, the dog's handsome owner momentarily eclipsed by the puppy. Even as a puppy the dog had a barrel chest and the large paws that promised it would not stay little for long.]

What sort of dog is she? I don't think I've seen her type before.

[Cassandra is in heaven at all of the pets and scritches, bumping her head into Eve's hand as long as she will indulge the puppy.

Cullen lets the dog do as she wishes, knowing that at the sound of his voice, she will pull back and behave. The benefits of having an animal bred to be a well-behaved killing machine.]

She's from my world. Her breed is a Mabari Warhound. As the name implies, her breed is bred to fight beside their owners. More than one hero of Thedas had a Mabari at her side.

I bet you're as savage as you are a good girl.

[Eve continued to give the dog all the attention before booping her nose against the dog's and standing up. If she didn't stop now they'd never go on their run. She could play with Cassandra another time.]

We should go hunting sometime. Me as a wolf with Cassandra and you... uh, standing there looking very handsome. You ready for the run though?

[Cassandra barks again, her hind quarters vibrating so much that she resembles a sausage cooking in a pan.

Cullen lets it go on. She's a dog worth spoiling, for the most part. Even as a pup, she's better behaved than some of the dogs he'd seen owned by the nobles of Kirkwall.]

I'm not much of a hunter, so I'd be useless for much more than standing there and directing. [He hardly even flushes at the compliment.] But I'm sure that Cassandra would appreciate the chance.

[He readjusts removes Cassandra's leash, making the puppy jump a few times and run around the two humans.]

It looks like she's ready to use up all of her energy now, but I'm as ready as I'll ever be.

Awesome! Why don’t you go ahead and set the pace?

[Eve wanted the run to be a reasonable run for him, it wouldn’t be enjoyable if she just sprinted off. Besides, she liked talking with him. Well, talking and flirting.]

Unless of course you’re just hoping to run behind me the entire way?

All right.

[He's about to get started running, puppy as ready as he is, when she says that.]

While I'm certain that the view would be enjoyable, I can assure you that I am not so obsessed with physical intimacy that I must have objects of desire thrown in my face all of the time. I assure you that they're not necessary.

So you’re saying I’m an object of desire? Good to know.

[She laughed and gave him a wink to let him know that’s not all she got out of what he said. He did seem to imply that though.]

But I’m ready when you are.

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