Deva: "No, that title's not a very late, very bad April Fools' joke. This is my Death." *holds up the wolf*

Death: "Que?"

Deva: "I guess he was jealous of all the people I've taken in who would have otherwise died." *hugs him close* "At least I assume that's why he came running straight at me."

Death: "Jealous? You defied my... Wait, who are you talking to?"

Deva: "And, well, you know what they say: A true roo's pouch is always open." *pause* "Okay, maybe that's not such a common phrase in other worlds... Or even in my world... But it's certainly my motto."

Death: *looks at you* "Is that... Oh no..."

Deva: "Don't worry, I know how to raise a wolf. As a matter of fact, I'm part wolf. If I ever had kids biologically, there's an at least one in twenty chance one of my babies could have looked exactly like this."

Death: "Please don't pouch me. At least not on camera."

Deva: "Just waiting for this magical fire to die out so I can take him home now... Hee-hee." *hugs him close* "Don't worry, Mommy will take care of everything." *starts licking him*

Death: "Oi..." *tries to lean away* "I'm never going to live this down... Pun not intended..."

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Death is © DreamWorks.

Deva Xenelis is © myself.

Original artwork by  Damgo. Please favorite the original here.