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:bulletpurple: Howl x Reader :bulletpurple: Vixen: Conclusion The hours following the breaking of Vixen's curse were mostly a blur. Between getting used to being a human again (walking on two legs instead of four and speaking with her mouth) and the celebration dinner that transpired in the moving castle, (F/n) had barely had time to think, let alone believe that she was herself again. And it must have shown, for after the initial cheers with mulled wine and a feast fit for a king- not to mention Calcifer's happy hails from within the grate- the wizard Pendragon had pulled the woman away without a word of explanation. Howl had transfigured one of his old jackets into a dress for her earlier that night. It was the same colors as the patchwork jacket he normally wore, but fit her comfortably and kept her modest. And now it brushed against her ankles, as she followed the wizard out of the front door and into the Wastes. With his hand upon the small of her back, Howl led her out to