Bikers and Bakeries
One of the men I had come with me was helping another unload a van, getting all of the serving trays out and bringing them in the back of the house.
“I will let him know, in the meantime though, what about all of these humans…” he indicated the lot of them, sniffing them and tuning up his nose. All of them had been given a scent blocker along with outfits worn by humans that day and colognes and perfumes, a convincing smell more than Black Haven’s usual scent blocker with an attempt at a pack scented perfume.
“They have been told that since it is a masquerade, that the guests are trying to win prizes for most convincing animal, nothing more.” I shrugged, knowing that keeping it simple was th
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