Phantom Hollow Let the Rain fall down and wake my dreams

“Yes of course, except nothing less from a brute like me.” He hums and dares to come closer to the fiery shewolf. He tilts his chin up and looks down to her, defiance in his canary orbs. “What if it was I who owned this land?” He asks back, intentionally trying to grind her gears.

He tiptoeing closer, “What? You like women better?” Comes his teasing inquiry.