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this got a bit lengthy, no need to match!

and at the creek he would be.

almost mindlessly wandering along its cold shores as he made his way the pharmacy — and seeing as he now resided within a pack, it should have been no surprise somebody else was around. yet he still found himself caught off guard by the presence of somebody who wasn't Mahler.

whether her features had been full of sternness or smoothed entirely would not have changed how he reacted. tail delicately tucked away in the protectiveness of his hind legs.

she was a tiny woman, although nothing about her suggested daintiness. she seemed hardened by time, a strong woman in her prime who would look upon his pathetic form with a one-eyed hawk gaze.

he could not help but think of his mother and although wylla's gaze may not have been one of scorn, he could not help but feel fear that it might melt into that. that he might have all of his darkest secrets and fears plucked from him by the way mature women knew how to do so best.

he wished he might have been anybody else. another man, a stronger man, perhaps not a man at all. perhaps not wolf even.

oh, but she had not even greeted him with the ferociousness of the south. instead he thought of how Mahler had been. steadfast but softened over passing moments — and look how well that had worked in his favor!

no need to let his anxieties tank this before it even began.

hello, he cooed respectfully, soft and boyish in tone.