Emberwood [m] You already know that it's hard to find gold in this crap disco
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He wasn't sure what part of all this made him a dancing king, but he certainly felt the part as he laid there, limp and boneless, happily accepting her tender care. When she poke, his tail fluttered in automatic appreciation, and he had not the strength to react beyond that for a long, long moment.

The coywolf's mind moved sluggishly. Uncharitably, he thought this must have been Reverie's aim: to empty him of his brains before taking his name away from him. He did not miss that she phrased it as something she was giving him rather than... Well. He supposed that was how these things were always phrased.

He sat up to squint at her, the first half of her declaration only now registering.

"...Me?" he asked her, skeptical. Are you crazy? "You think people're gonna be happy about that?"

It was a stupid question.

"Yeah, alright," he told her, his heart pounding. Abrupt. "Dusty Rose Medeiros. Dancing King. Gotta ring to it, for sure."
* Dusty is a little shit who is always up in people's business. Feel free to bite him and inflict minor injuries without asking permission.