8/28/2025, 12:52 PM
The young wolf had been following him, but hadn't approached. Artok was feeling generous, call it good will for being offered a space. But his patience was beginning to flag. He hated being stalked like an animal. It reminded him too much of Tuwawi. A blink as her name and face surfaced.
Artok turned lifted his lip slightly, showing a tooth.
Are you always this rude or am I just f***ing lucky?
Artok turned further towards the youth wariness, but also pride in his golden gaze. He may look broken, defeated, but he wasn't. He had persevered too long with too much. He kept his ruined side away from the youth and he waited.
Artok turned lifted his lip slightly, showing a tooth.
Are you always this rude or am I just f***ing lucky?
Artok turned further towards the youth wariness, but also pride in his golden gaze. He may look broken, defeated, but he wasn't. He had persevered too long with too much. He kept his ruined side away from the youth and he waited.