The Tangle Got a secret, can you keep it

At the bitter words that come from her he faces her once more a snarl on his lips. Teeth bared and lips wrinkled he almost wants to take back everything he’s said. He wants to sink his jaws into her neck and shake until he disconnects the two. He doesn’t though because she has a right to be this way towards him. He deserves it after all. He holds his tongue and follows her to the place they’ve called their den the past few days.

When they get there he lies down still only slightly angry at the female backlash, he eyes her down when she curls up next to him. He knows she doesn’t do it because she feels a certain way, she does it for her own benefit. Why wouldn’t she? Not caring about the thought any more, he reluctantly closers his drooping eyes and falls into a restless sleep.