you're so used to saying sorry ❂ capture/kidnapping

[teef]

DO YOU MIND IF I WILD OUT

AUBERON -- MASC/NONB. -- THE FROSTBLOWN -- SAGE -- MEDIUM DIFFICULTY

silent would the beast wait within hiding, his gaze falling upon vixen body before him, his shoulders rolling as he settled to observe. faint the signs she showed, more exhaustion than signs of any cold or illness at this time, though wicked any virus that may claim the weakened immune system within a tired body. he had been a victim many times to the seasonal cold, and there was nothing worse than one's own body betraying them. another roll of shoulders as he held his breath, chasing down the desire to lurch out and startle her. licking blood from his jaws, he inhaled quietly before pushing his brutish form through the brush surrounding him, long rounded snout coming first as he sniffed the air.

he knew he was a bit of a shock to see, a strange mix between whale and wolf at a towering height. he wasn't fond of his height - it made a challenge in avoiding stepping on his groupmates should he not be paying attention to his footing. a rumble left him as he gazed down at her - shit she was still tiny compared to him. standing six feet at the shoulder, he was a giant and he knew it. suddenly feeling disgruntled, he made the quick decision to take a step back to give her room out of courtesy, dipping his head slightly, "apologies, i let it slip away", perhaps he could convince her to go with him? with how small she was ... the guilt was building up in his chest. he'd just take her by force if she didn't agree, he supposed.

#psychosocial.