Raven's Watch scaring me

The evil in me wants to give him trauma,, I love him

Chaudry lifted his head now, eyes narrowing while the rest of his face grew relaxed, neutral. You are not naive, a good trait. He spoke, tail lifting halfway. But you antagonize me with such sincerity. There was a voice in the back of his head; one that told him to bite, to dig his claws in and refuse to let go until the other wailed like a newborn pup.

But maman would not accept such behaviour. His claws would need to be placed elsewhere. You are thin. He stated it as fact, an observation. Come, you will hunt. Stepping forward, his nose jabbed the side of the other.

Maybe the man would comply, or maybe he would give the mountain man a place to bury his teeth. He was unsure, and yet curious to find out.