Northstar Vale I'm a hazard to myself.

On his typical morning run of the valley, Takeshi's storm blue eyes trailed across the horizon. White wolves were not an uncommon sight- and so, the little faraway smudge was no worry. He came closer, thinking perhaps it was Hiromi, but once he was about a hundred yards off, the glint of blue eyes told him otherwise. Reiko? She looked... slim. Attractive once again. Had she discovered some fancy new diet to retain her figure? Whatever it was, she looked fantastic, certainly better than the other day. 

Takeshi began to trot toward her, with an enthusiac, Damnnn, babe! You look fucking good! Lost a couple pounds?, accompanied by an asshole-esque whistle. But his smile fell short once he got close enough and the foreign stench hit him. He halted in his tracks, a few yards off, eyeing her warily. He knew that scent anywhere. 

H... Hime?