[Alucard was asleep when it happened. Curled up in his wolf form, in front of the fire, tucked in under himself and finally appreciating what good the fur of the form could really do when the weather was cold and wet and snowy. He was content. Sleepy. Very much unaware that he was ensconced in a construction project.
Which is all to say that there's a pillow fort around the not-currently-a-vampire, someone's draped a blanket over the wolf too, and there is an immediate confused and very loud whine from the direction of said wolf.
Who is obscured from view by the pillow fort.
And it definitely smells like Trevor at the moment, so he at least knows who the guilty party is.]
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Which is all to say that there's a pillow fort around the not-currently-a-vampire, someone's draped a blanket over the wolf too, and there is an immediate confused and very loud whine from the direction of said wolf.
Who is obscured from view by the pillow fort.
And it definitely smells like Trevor at the moment, so he at least knows who the guilty party is.]