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@Λ Kim Hongjoong (β) Jungwoo had just gone to the city to meet with a few prominent members of the lunar clan and was making his way back to the pack. He disliked the city, all its vulgarities and humans loitering about, bothered his senses and instincts. As he made his way down an empty alley, he heard footsteps quickly approaching him, but instead of stepping aside he he found himself inhaling lungfuls of the amazing scent that had literally smacked into him. “You should be careful, wandering around smelling so delectable. Some big bad wolf may just eat you up.” Jungwoo helped the man to his feet and scooped up the cans he had dropped. “Hm, no bag, several cans and you’re running from the direction of a nearby store. Are you perhaps a thief?”

@α Kim Jungwoo It wasn't like Hongjoong to turn to stealing but every once in a while, the hunting season wouldn't go well and he'd never want to bother the villagers that took care of him, already knowing they were struggling themselves to feed their families. Plus they weren't connected by blood and no matter how much they reassured him that they considered him family as well, Hongjoong knew better than to ever let such words affect him. He had caught their biological children glaring at him several times, considering him an inconvenience for which he couldn't really blame them. In terrible need of some food he turned to stealing some cans and a warm blanket; the low temperature in the woods along with the high levels of moisture made nights even colder than usual. Just as he was about to walk out as if nothing happened, having all the items stuffed under his oversized jacket, the alarm started ringing and he made a run for it as the owners begun chasing him. Through the adrenaline he made a sudden left turn, to a dark alley meaning to hide behind a dumpster but bumping onto someone on his way there causing him to drop a couple of cans.