Phantom Hollow [m] destroy the middle

Dreven finally opened his eyes and stared down at Atka. He sniffed the air around them, scenting for any predators. Too tired to move at this point, but didn't want to cause any issues. They were close enough to the heartwood that he was fairly certain they'd be fine.

Dreven was positive in his own way that were she to get into anything deeper with him, it would cost her, her life. He was not a good wolf, not even a nice one. Sure he could treat others nicely if the occasion called for it, but he could also turn on a dime. A grim feeling settled over him.

Are you okay, now? He rumbled against her side. He wasn't sure if he even wanted the answer, but he felt that it needed asked. Because, well he wasn't sure.