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Iris Madril

Location: Building 1, Courtyard
Interactions: @LupusIntus

Iris peered over at Max as apologized. She tilted her head to the side in confusion. How in the world was this man linking this morning's events to his own actions and taking accountability for it? When he said it was because they were out of food and Max had been slow to restock their meat supply, Iris let out a hearty laugh. She sat up, bracing herself with her hands planted firmly in the grass. “Oh come on Max! Don't be stupid.” She laughed again as she gave another shake of her head before she let herself fall onto her back once more into the grass. “If we lost control every time we were hungry, every person in this place would be a werewolf or dead.” She used her smaller claw to dig into her jaw, picking meat out from between her fangs. “Don't go blaming yourself for what happened. ” She pulled a piece of beef from the back of her jaws and looked down at it for a moment before sticking it back in her mouth to be eaten. 

Off in the distance, sirens sounded and Iris's ear flicked into that direction. Her head snapped towards the sound and within the blink of an eye, she was on her feet and sprinting to the wall of the apartment complex. With one swift move, she drove her claws into the brick of the wall and launched herself on top of it, looking out to see if she could see the source of the sirens. After a moment of searching, she found an ambulance flying through the streets and heading off to some unknown destination to retrieve some poor soul. Humans were just so fragile. She crouched there on the top of the wall, people watching for a moment before she peered back at Max. Max was human. Would they have to one day call an ambulance to come and get him? How long would he be able to actually work in the complex? When would he get sick? Hurt? What would happen when a resident lost control like Velvet did? What if it was Max and not the fox woman? How long of his human life did he even have left? Her brow furrowed in a frown as she watched him a moment. She rested her long arms on her bent knees and eyed him on the bench. If she lost Max, would the complex be able to contain her? Would she be able to contain herself?

“You should let me change you.” She dropped down from the top of the wall, landing heavily in the grass but she didn't step any closer to Max, her crystal blue eyes still locked on him. She wanted to gauge his expression first before she continued but the idea of Max being a wolf like her was causing her to get excited. They could spend the full moon together. She would finally have someone who could understand, true pack. Her tail thrashed behind her as she thought about him being a wolf. “I wonder what color your pelt will be like! Oh, we could share tranquility rooms during full moons! It would be so much fun!” She bound towards him, excitement in her eyes. “I wouldn't even have to bite you hard. Just enough to get my saliva into your blood stream and then we won't ever have to call an ambulance for you when you get sick and old. You won't get sick ever again and you'll age so slowly, you might as well be immortal.” She paused a moment, seeing his face before dropping down on the ground in front of him, her hands in her lap and her eyes soft. She spoke quietly,”You wouldn't have to worry about getting hurt.”

Max was so smart and was a great man. She cared for him deeply and she wasn't sure that if he got hurt, she would be able to keep herself sane enough to not rip the one that hurt him to shreds. She had done it to Velvet and that was for a resident she barely knew. She couldn't imagine the rage she would feel seeing Max get hurt but if he was wolf, or anything really, anything other than human, she could probably keep from killing whoever hurt him. He wouldn't be in too much trouble. He would heal and be just fine. He would survive.
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