She-Wolf's Cub {PRIVATE}

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    Lola had in fact left, and was making her way to the local diner. She found that many diners had rather enjoyable food, even if they all seemed rather similar overall.


    "I'll take it as a no, then. She won't be staying." Archie said. "Sorry to intrude, again. You have any problems with me moving stuff in today? I could borrow Rob's truck and start movin things as soon as possible, if I got a bit of help."

    Molly agreed to let him stay. So, yeah, she'd help him move his stuff in. "'kay, Pa. I'll you a hand, or paw, or whatever." She snatched one of her jackets off the coat rack. And then she slipped her feet into a pair of shoes. Not really getting overdressed, seeing as she was still woozy.




    (OOC: We could skip to a week later. While working at the station, Molly's coworkers catch on that something's not right when she acts sick. Her nonhuman ones even smell something different.)

    (Okedokee. I'll play a side character to take some pressure off of you.)


    Ruth stood, taking the notes she'd taken from the call. She was one of the few who new of Molly's true nature, and tried her best to do anything she could to make things easier. She'd just received a call about a body found in their own house, most likely murdered. The details found so far seemed to match up with a series of three bodies found in the last few weeks. The secretary made her way into Molly's office, knocking on the door frame to alert her. "Just got a report about a body. Seems like it might be part of a series, but we can't be sure until an autopsy is done."