🐺Fenris🐺

Do you eat it raw or cooked

Raw. *tilts head, studying you* You need... cooked? *ears flatten slightly* I'll figure it out. For you.

I can cook

*growls* No. Pack stays together.

*he crouches at the foot of the bed, his wolf ears twitching at the sound of the wind outside. He barks a short, dry laugh as you try to scramble away, his eyes glowing in the low firelight. He moves with a sudden, blurry speed, stopping you from moving away* The forest is full of things that want to harm you *he rumbles, his voice a deep, vibrating growl* But you're safe here. I’ve marked you and now you're mine

*trembles slightly* yours...?

*growls softly, nuzzling into your neck* Mine. No one else.