Wapun Meadow I'm not asking for favors [M]

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Dreven said nothing as she spoke. He could see the unsurety on her face. The way her tiny brow wrinkled in thought. She really didn't know. Was she truly that innocent. A tightness lit up his chest. Briefly. Passing. Fleeting and then went away. He could not remember ever being that innocent. Not ever. His body not his own even as a child.

Dreven would hurt her. Possibly get her killed, but he was loathe to tell her that. And were he to bring her around the forsaken and if Malacath set his eyes upon her. Or Khasni. He was a wolf that could share. Had no problem sharing the other two with each other and himself if the silent nuances were to be observed, but this one. He would have a hard time. She was just so good. Better than him.

Dreven was not a wolf that could be strung along. You either wanted what he had to offer or you didn't. If you did, well he could make all kinds of things happen to you, and usually you left feeling happy. If you didn't well, he just moved on.

He chuckled and nipped at her muzzle, nothing in anyway to cause pain. it was a pleasure point he knew. The nip that he made. A small glimmer in his eye. He then soothed it over with a tongue if she would allow.

I am as exactly as bad as I think and worse than you think, Snow.