Sleepy Fox Hollow Rockabye [m]

This took an unexpected turn. SIGH. I can edit this post if it bothers you. Tat's not gonna harm her so long as she runs.

The one-eyed youngster grew all the huffier as he adored her winged companion. Tatsuya could not understand her perceptible offense. She was but a wolf – forever bound to land, never to soar through the skies. What not was there to admire? Moreover, did his apology go unheard or did she not hear it? Your mood swings are giving me whiplash. He could not recall being as petulant as the girl before him. Then again, it has been a while. Were he human, a lot of temple rubbing would be happening at this very moment.
INDENTPotema's next words seeded suspicion. Never mind the smart aleck finish. Her distaste – tangible though it may be – did not detract from her earlier statement; speaking as though he has met another of her kin whereas he has made no mentions of such. True, he knew that there was a child beater here in Blackfeather Woods. Hell, sick fuck even ruled the roost. But Tatsuya had been a passing defender back in Haunted Woods. Nameless, scentless, driven by some eldritch force that nagged until he obeyed.
INDENTTatsuya smiled. It stretched thin his lips and highlighted the lovely portentous curvature of his carnassials. A grin of dark tidings. They were not the only monsters to come bumping in the night. “Assuming I've met one of yours.” Was his hunch groundless? It was not beyond the realm of possibility, but that was not this that drew him to a stiff, towering stand. Teeth slavering, eyes blown wide with the adrenaline of the hunt. It was in that moment he lunged, teeth seeking purchase upon the irritable ermine child.

Image is from OFF-WHITE.