Hushed Willows In time I want to be your best friend

Give me this

Cassidy had had a quiet time lately. He was growing bigger over time and passing it all while patrolling the borders, spending little time with his packmates and only growing more aggressive in time with anyone he ever saw that didn't hold their brand scent. Shit, even today as boredom grew to its pitch with no trespassers for him to exercise against... even packmates he could smell their brand upon them, was fair game for his limitless energy.

Stalking from the shadows of the willowy trees, the growing Rache set his eyes on one of the women of the fairy court... a fairy, how strange was it to call himself that still now to this day remembering what kind of pack he grew up in previously. Nevertheless, he exercised that same birthright. Bursting from the shadows with a somewhat playful growl to initiate a battle maybe, he tried to pin down the little fairy woman.