Mood either changed or hidden… the hoodie wearing werewolf led me to a display case filled with what appeared to be costume accessories - animal ears, tails, colorful wigs, and various other bulky items I couldn't readily identify.
But some looked like they could be oversized weapon props, I suppose. That seems to be some sort of unwieldy hammer.
While she was speaking to the man behind the counter… he looked at me with some measure of sympathy. Immediately, she requested a pair of remarkably realistic gray wolf ears from behind some other things.
Like she knew just where the establishment usually hid them. Which I suppose she probably did, if this location really is one of her hideaways from her professional life. She held them up against my hair, completely ignoring my personal space as she assessed the color match.
