The Sentinels Bravery only means something to those afraid of death.

He waited. Quiet, with charcoal rotating with excited anticipation atop his silver crown, Dacio listened for a response.

When it came, his disappointment showed in the form of frustration. He furrowed his brow and glared into the darkness, made entirely pissed off at the wolfess' rejection before she even looked upon him. Dacio was a young wolf, strong and fit despite his recent injury from protecting his Alphas' son, boldened by his recent successful sexual encounter. How could the ladies turn him away, when he was so eager to offer himself?

He ignored that warning, choosing instead to prowl forward and in the direction her growl had come from. I won't hurt you, he tried to communicate in a low rumble, sure that a softer approach would yield better results, you are safe with me.