A small bell chimes as Beint, Vren, and Nylla enter the ice cream parlor.

"Hey folks can I get you..." the female clerk just froze, wondering if there was a movie in town or what. All three of them looked either like movie extras or what some called "furries". Beint gave her a large smile and leaned on the glass case.

"Do you all have mint chocolate chip?" Beint eagerly looked for his favorite flavor.

"We ummm..." the clerk shook herself a bit, "We sure do. What kind of cone would you like? Sugar or cake? And how many scoops?"

Beint's eyes lit up. He looked at Vren who just gave him a half-hearted grunt in response. Beint wagged his tiny werebeolf tail.

"I'll take a sugar cone and as many scoops as you can give me!" blood had dried to the side of his face. But under all the dirt and grime were the two brightest green eyes the clerk had ever seen. So excited and thrilled to be eating ice cream at 10pm on a summer night...

"Coming right up sir." she moved to make it quickly. "Anything else for you?"

"That's it. Thanks." Vren's head was pounding. Being shifted too long really took a toll on all of them except for Beint. He was sort of used to it after being through a lot as a child and teenager. He meandered outside with Nylla as Beint paid and collected his massive ice cream cone.

"You're really going to eat that? After we all almost died?" Vren was a bit irked. He just wanted to go home, take a hot shower, and cuddle his wife.

"Well yeah! I'm happy to be alive and see you two come out alright. Plus we killed a big baddy- so I'd say this is well deserved!" Beint raised his cone in a toasting like gesture. Vren was about to strangle him when a strong handpaw gripped him.

"Let him be himself. If my stomach wasn't hurting- I'd be eating one too." Nylla chided the big lion. With a growling-snort Vren just rested his head back on his hand. They sat in silence while Beint enjoyed his cone and his tail wagged.

"You really like that crap, don't you?" Vren looked over at his less-than-better half.

"I do! It makes me think of what little stable home I had growing up. Plus I like the contrasting flavors." Beint's little tail wiggled. Vren didn't show affection well, and this would be as close as he'd get for a while until he was healed up. Nylla rubbed Vren's arm, encouraging him to be nice to their third, hurt or not.

"I guess... I guess we'll have to pick some up later." Vren just watched Beint's one good eye light up even more. His small tail was going crazy wagging.

"Once we all get some rest, we can all go together!" Beint was super excited, but the fighting and shifting was now starting to kick in. It was definitely time to go home.

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A werebeolf, a werelion, and a werelynx.

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