<strong>Name</strong>: Rake<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Doghouse Upstairs to Main Floor<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Beth, Ry, Nico<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g393/theredfear/MaleCharPics/EduardoVerasteguie8.jpg)</div><br/>"<strong>Yeah, alright <em>mom</em>, whatever you say.</strong>" He said to Beth and though the words sounded dismissive the playful tone he put on 'mom' said he heard her loud and clear. He may play and tease but he genuinely respected her...and deep down on some level still blamed himself for failing Gabe. So he'd come to her once he was all washed up.<br/><br/>He heard Ry next and smirked "<strong>Well ain't I popular today. Take a number Ry</strong>!" He called before vanishing upstairs.<br/><br/>He wasn't gone long. A quick shower, and...wonder of wonders...the discovery of a new t-shirt saw his triumphant return downstairs. And though he initially began to make his way toward Beth and the sweet peice of ass she was currently facing he quickly became aware of a new prescence. A wolfen prescence. That grabbed his attention quick and he began to scan the room, focusing his nose to cut like a lazer through the haze of sweat and booze and bad breath filling the room to pinpoint just who that new wolf scent was coming from.<br/><br/>Now Rake was hardly the most formal of Pack Leaders. Still it's always wise to know when new wolves are in your territory and why they're there. He grabbed a drink off a table as he passed by...it's owner was tongue-deep in her boyfriend's mouth and didn't notice. He presented it to Nico..."<strong>Compliments of the House. You're a new face. Just passing through? </strong>"