[littl3chocobo]

luka smailed to himself, finally he was thrown a break, this was something he could do without cheating or failure. he gave a siglent blessing to his mother for her blood and his family's forethought in being secretive in their ways. he did not need the flute to sing and would actually do worse with it than without but took it anyway so as not to give himself away. he wiped of the flute-tip with his thumb and put the instrament to his lips, a sad quick riff issued forthand the smoke from the snuffed candle writhed and danced and became another wolf, this time an adolecent, it bucked and pitched it's head to and fro