[ the answer, to all? well! amaterasu bolts in, seemingly ignoring the girl's words— but the wolf spoke a different way, when she wasn't writing. her answers are riddled with her actions, sniffing wildly around the living room, then the hall, then trotting immediately into the kitchen: the only source of scent that was so similar to food.
but where are the some mores? amaterasu clearly seems to be searching, snout to the floor, then standing, walking in a circle, looking this way and that— once luna is in her sights (possible from the frame leading into their kitchen), the wolf steps toward her and gives a single, dramatic yelp. her wagging tail goes flat. where?
where . . . were the some mores? :( and where on earth was peter graham, of the graham crackers? ]
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but where are the some mores? amaterasu clearly seems to be searching, snout to the floor, then standing, walking in a circle, looking this way and that— once luna is in her sights (possible from the frame leading into their kitchen), the wolf steps toward her and gives a single, dramatic yelp. her wagging tail goes flat. where?
where . . . were the some mores? :( and where on earth was peter graham, of the graham crackers? ]