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And another drabble. Incidentally, I'm still accepting prompts, no strings attached.

Fifth Sense
For [ profile] angearia: Oz/Willow

He could smell it on her: the magic. The wolf probably read the whole scent like a fragrant guitar riff, but he couldn’t remember that. Human, all he smelled was the Willow-smell, apples and incense and organic fibers. But in the seconds-long dusk between, he caught the tang of other things, rich and deep, and it was no wonder to him how she could love them. He could distrust that tang, but he couldn’t hate it. What he hated was how it seeped into the Willow-smell until, in the last wolfish moment before dark, he couldn’t find her at all.

Date: 2009-05-05 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Oh I love it. The way he associates her with her scent. This is perfect. :)

Date: 2009-05-05 05:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Totally. I always loved that scene in Lover's Walk where he's looking for her and finds her by her scent and could tell she was afraid.

Date: 2009-05-05 06:11 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] rahirah
Ooh, I like that!

Date: 2009-05-06 12:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Ooh, that's a little eerie. Interesting thought, that he could smell the magic. Nicely done.

Date: 2009-10-31 09:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Wow, this one packs a real punch for so few words. It's really rich and has more depth than you'd imagine.

I really, really like this.


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