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Frost wasn't sure how he felt about this.

On one hand, he was pink and smelled like candy.

On the other, there were worse things he could smell like. Sighing he wandered down yet another hall of the haunted house. The last room hand dumped him into a vat of something and now pink and smelling or sugar, the ghost grumbled, shifting to his natural wolf form to just try and relax himself.

However, a big pink wolf wasn't exactly easy to miss...for anyone.

Now Frost liked to get pet. In fact he loved to be pet and pampered and was in general rather content to be given attention. However, he wasn't normally pink and reeking of sugar. That made him a bit agitated, so when a stranger ran up and began to pet him he yelped, snapping at them before shaking. "Please! Do not..startle me like tha-"

She was in the whites of hunters and instantly he took another step back. "....can I help you hunter?"

HP: 50
DMG: 2

Leering at the hunter, Frost tilted his head when she showed no signs of aggression. Perhaps she was one of the less.. violent ones. It was a possibility. While Gene might have told him to fight, the wolfos was more content to listen rather than fight. For now at any rate.

"I am not exactly..comfortable in this state. And of course I can talk. Most students can. Or does the fact I talk while not humanoid strike you as odd?" Humans were strange creatures. "I know of Shun, yet do not know where he is. What the reaper does is his own business. Not in the same social circle and all that you know."

Looking her up and down he gave a small wuff. "Why did you run up and touch me, if I may ask?"

Frost rolled his eyes and the hunter. She seemed less aggressive, but he was willing to bet that nature would win out. This was just a fact. How Gene couldn't see that this was just their nature, that this was just how things were and that killing or hunting them down was like hunting down the cat the wolfos didn't understand.

"Yes well, I don't exactly come pink and fluffy usually. I was hit by..something. A bath will return me to my normal fur. White. A much more refined color." Looking her up and down. "Even you hunters know that white is a superior color. As for info, I have much, but if I would be willing to give depends on what you ask."

Stalking closer he gave her a smile as his form shifted to that of a large humanoid wolf with overly thick arms and paws. "And if you are worthy enough of a challenger to ear such answers."

HP: 50
DMG: 8

Snorting, he shook his mane. Tiny pink snowflakes falling from fur. Inside, frost recoiled. Pink snow, now that was just weirder than weird. "My name is not Doggy." Though he'd never admit he didn't mind the name or the fact he was technically a canine so it was accurate.

Grunting as he hit the wall from his size, he briefly reconsidered his form- before slashing the wall while moving to slash the hunter. It was just another challenge. "Nothing is free hunter- you want answers you must win them."

A snort, more pink snowflakes fell from him. "I do not give information to those who might seek harm."

HP: 50
DMG: 2

Frost's tail flicked side to side, uncertain. She did not seem to thirst for blood, but her hesitance made him question. Either she was his friend or was not. While Frost didn't mind grey areas, in this such a matter...they mattered.

"I see. I am sure the reaper would clarify but as he is not here-" Frost slashed at her again. "I am afraid that is not the most assuring of answers."

Backing away, he bumped into the wall again. His form ill suited he shook himself, a cloud of pink snow flying from him as he returned to his wolf form. "I do not kill humans. Not without reason or merit. As is, you've yet to give me a reason to kill." His claws scratched the ground. "Only to halt any advance."

HP: 41
DMG:

Frost huffed. This human really wanted to talk? Fine. Sitting himself down, Frost shook himself again, more pink snow falling to the ground. She was describing a few students but one in particular came to mind. Not that he'd tell her. "Shun's personal life is not known to me. Nor, would I ask him of it. We know of each other in passing, nothing more."

Bending he began to sratch behind his ear. Maybe she should have just let her pet him. Even if she was a hunter.

"More questions- yet I ask my own, why must you know?" He thought her curious, but then so was he. "If you wish no violence that is fine, but I am silent to information for the most part." He puffed up to look threatening as a pink wolf could. "I am not a thing however. I am my own person."

HP: 40
Dmg:

He growled as she hit him again. This ghoul clearly was not of the right mind. "I am normally white. Pink is....ill suited for me." He noted the ghoul's own hair, choosing a less inflammatory remark on the color.

"I suppose we have our reasons. If you wished to speak with him, it would be wise to have arranged a date or location before hand."

HP: 27
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