Haunted Wood another way out

Santiago pulls back and shakes his head, a sweet smile on his maw. He feels bad for intentionally starting a fight with the poor boy. He’s been through a hell of a lot the last few days and Santi doesn’t make it any better by instigating anything. Even though he still doesn’t agree with the younger, his attempt at swallowing his pride is successful; it’s something he doesn’t do for anyone or anything, yet here he is.

“Don’t be sorry, lindo. I can handle it.” He chuckles down to him. “If you ever need to take out any aggression on me don’t be afraid to.” He jokes back and boops their noses together. 

Turning around he nods his head up to the ledge he calls his den. “Come, cariño. Lay with me.” He hums with hooded eyes and an easy expression.