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Mizuki had a point there. She was DEFINITELY more active in this body than she was in her real body and it showed. If she looked closely enough, she would probably find that her arms were a bit more built than her real arms were, due to how much she threw spears and the like. That was a kind of...

Cleo could only chuckle as her hand was swatted away, making sure that she leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on Mizuki's cheek as she did so, squeezing the wolf woman up against herself using the arm that she'd draped over Mizuki's shoulder. Sorry, I couldn't resist. But if you wanted to...

Cleo grinned and nudged Mizuki again, a hand slipping down to pinch the woman's belly. As she expected, she found far more muscle than fatty flesh, grabbing pretty much only skin. Well I don't think you're at risk of getting soft, personally speaking. All of that running and activity definitely...

That was fair. After all, she'd seen Mizuki actually transform into a wolf, so there was probably very little need for the woman to ride them herself, aside from just conserving her energy on a long journey. And even then, Mizuki didn't seem like the type that would just do that, so everything...

In the end, she was pretty sure there didn't really need to be a label for what exactly it was, since it wasn't like the wolves cared, so by extention it was likely that Mizuki didn't care either. Cleo herself was probably one of the only people that would ever need to know anything about the...

Right, leader. Got it. Not alpha or anything, huh? Cleo probably wasn't going to remember much about this, even though she'd try her best to commit as much to memory as she possibly could. She just didn't have the same passion for all things 'wolf' that her girlfriend did, even if she did...

That did make sense. Litter brothers that didn't end up in some kind of large pack would probably strike out together and look after one another. It just made sense to support one another. And it was interesting to know that Mizuki was in charge and that the woman decided to help the wolves out...

It was quite the gruesome display and were she anybody else, Cleo would probably feel pretty queasy, but it was hard to get sick at things like this when she'd seen equivalent things that had happened to people. She'd never forget cases that she'd investigated which had turned out to be dog...

Right, it wasn't like the wolves would learn their names instantly, no matter what Mizuki could do with them. Still, the names were honestly more for her benefit and for Mizuki's benefit than it was for the wolves. Now she could refer to a specific wolf and Mizuki would know which one she meant...

She really couldn't do much but defer to Mizuki's expert knowledge on this particular subject. Her education and all of her experience dealing with people didn't really help her much when it came to animals. At the very least, she was smart enough to not treat wolves like they were nothing more...

I mean, it's totally fine, it's not like I'm disappointed or anything. These wolves clearly mean a lot to you. I'm just...trying not to be too excited unless I set off some kind of nervous energy or something. I've heard how defensive wolves can get around a kill. And, well, if they did attack...

Mizuki had been through that kind of racial transition, so she probably had an idea of what it might be like, though it was clear from the jump that there were a few contextual differences that were definitely important to consider. Still, with the knowledge that this kind of thing wasn't...

It made sense that they had different priorities. Cleo had always been focused on keeping people safe, whilst Mizuki was very clearly more focused on her own happiness and the happiness that others felt when they played. Cleo could almost understand, even though she hadn't quite experienced...

I think the issue is that it isn't being used for therapeutic purposes and that it's very hard to actually police the ability to influence the thoughts and feelings of another person, based off of how impossible to prove those kinds of things really are. Still, it did mean that Terrasphere had...

Cleo couldn't actually remember what effect, if any, Red Fever had had on her, though she knew for a fact she'd been quite lucky with it, as opposed to the people that had been captured by insects and been put through god only knows what. Some had bounced back faster than others, though she also...

Hoo boy, she did NOT want to talk about the reports she had to write up, especially considering the language and terms she had to use. The VRSA liked it when she used negative terms to describe everything in game and it kept them from discovering that clawing desire to figure out what the hell...

She was pretty sure that basically no human could smell blood unless they were basically like, right on top of it. Though it was possible that she'd gone nose blind to the scent, given the kinds of scenes that she'd stumbled upon during her days as a crime scene detective. There were more than...

Friendlier than they look? Because of Mizuki. Either Mizuki had made some particularly violent people, or these friends weren't actually people at all. Cleo was starting to suspect it was the latter, for a myriad of reasons. Not that such a thing was bad, of course, but she could never see...

It was with no small amount of amusement that Cleo glanced at Mizuki's wagging tail, smirking at it. Mizuki would probably never be able to hide that from her, no matter how hard she tried. It was a nice level of honesty, the way Mizuki's more animalistic traits could betray her true feelings...

It wasn't exactly the nicest day in the world, though Cleo could appreciate a snow day or two, though it wasn't heavy and even stopped at times whilst she travelled. Having been separated from Mizuki for a bit in game, it took a while for them to link up again, especially at Mizuki's request...