[Wen Ning knocks on the door with some slight hesitation after he arrives. He's been invited over out of Xingchen's kindness, but that doesn't keep his furred ears from sitting a little flatter than usual. The unavoidable canine emotional tells irritate him when he actually notices them.
He still wanted to bring over something small as a gift. He'd almost brought a book before he remembered that the other were wouldn't be able to read it. Instead he has a few homemade bratwursts bought in town. Meat could always work as a gift for a were, and the shop had smelled fantastic when he'd gone by.
The package is held out in front of him, neatly wrapped in brown paper, as he waits for the door to open.]
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He still wanted to bring over something small as a gift. He'd almost brought a book before he remembered that the other were wouldn't be able to read it. Instead he has a few homemade bratwursts bought in town. Meat could always work as a gift for a were, and the shop had smelled fantastic when he'd gone by.
The package is held out in front of him, neatly wrapped in brown paper, as he waits for the door to open.]