Eliasdagood
Golden ball of bloody cuteness
The Wolf gives her own, slightly silly looking grin, happily pressing her head against his. She’s grateful for the contact, as well as the meaning behind it. She’s kind of confused as to why Anna doesn’t seek it out. There are times when she really needs a hug, but she’s too scared of being seen as weak to go get one.
Anna sighs mentally, assuming that Chief can’t hear her, and rather annoyed about still having no control. She’s come to the conclusion that her Wolf has none of her experience as far as social norms go, which would explain this lack of a filter. Anna remembers when she was still like that.
She is excited to hunt though, wanting to explore more of this new feeling, something she’s never had any way to feel before. It’s just so freeing.
Anna sighs mentally, assuming that Chief can’t hear her, and rather annoyed about still having no control. She’s come to the conclusion that her Wolf has none of her experience as far as social norms go, which would explain this lack of a filter. Anna remembers when she was still like that.
She is excited to hunt though, wanting to explore more of this new feeling, something she’s never had any way to feel before. It’s just so freeing.