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About me. She/her, 19, Gemini, sundae lover, lads player, b-day June 8,

Loves. 🐦‍⬛🍎 🐺, fireworks, blowing bubbles, daisies, sundae

Hates. Crowd, awkward greeting, sundae haters

Wolves have so many adorable behaviors that would fit Valko perfectly without making him literally act like a dog.

1. Wolves greet by touching noses.

When pack members reunite, they often gently touch noses or nuzzle each other's faces as a greeting.

Valko version:

Instead of saying "Good morning," he quietly bumps his forehead or nose against yours. "You're back."

That's it. That's his greeting.

2. Wolves bring food to pack members.

If a wolf has eaten while another was away, it may regurgitate food to feed its packmates (especially pups).

Valko version (not literally of course):

He always saves you the last dumpling, buys an extra pastry "just in case," or silently slides half his meal onto your plate because he noticed you skipped lunch.

You never asked.

He just already accounted for you.

3. Wolves sleep pressed against each other.

Physical contact helps them stay warm and reinforces social bonds.

Valko version:

He's not as clingy while awake.

But when he falls asleep...You somehow wake up completely trapped under one very warm Valko.

If you try to wiggle away he says, "...cold."

"...Valko."

"...Stay."

4. Wolves often check in on pack members.

They'll glance back during travel to make sure no one has been left behind.

Valko version:

Whenever you're walking together, he unconsciously slows his pace.

Every few minutes he glances over his shoulder. Just to make sure you're still there.

If you stop to admire flowers...He stops too.

No complaint. He just waits.

5. Wolves take turns leading.

The idea that one "alpha" constantly dominates the pack is actually a misconception. In family packs, different wolves naturally take the lead depending on the situation.

Valko version:

If you're better at something, he lets you lead without a hint of ego.

Choosing a restaurant?

"You decide."

Navigating?

"I'll follow."

Planning a vacation?

"I trust your judgment."

6. Wolves lick injured pack members.

It's both grooming and comfort.

Valko version (less literal):

He has this habit of taking your injured hand and examining every tiny scratch like it's a critical medical emergency.

7. Wolves remember kindness.

Wild wolves can become surprisingly trusting of individuals who consistently treat them gently.

Valko version:

He remembers every little kindness you've ever shown him.

The first coffee you bought him.

The scarf you adjusted when it was windy.

The time you stayed late because he looked tired.

You forget.

He doesn't.

8. Wolves gently place their chin or head on pack members to show comfort and trust.

Valko's version:

You're sitting on the couch reading.

Valko finishes making tea. Instead of speaking he walks over and rests his chin on top of your head.

You can't even pretend to be annoyed because he's basically become a 6-foot weighted blanket.

Everyone else knows Valko as stoic, composed, almost intimidating. Then one evening someone walks past his office and freezes. There he is, reviewing reports with one hand while absentmindedly resting his chin on your head as you sit beside him reading.

Neither of you says a word.It's just... normal.

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It started because you were bored. And Valko was working.

His office was so quiet that the scratching of his pen seemed louder than the rain tapping against the windows.

The television mounted high on the wall droned softly in the background, filling the silence with the evening news.

"...Authorities are continuing their pursuit of the rogue Evol user responsible for yesterday's attacks..."

Footage flickered across the screen. A man laughing as terrified civilians scattered and one by one, they shrank.

Within seconds, the victims had become beetles, moths, ladybugs, even a confused-looking praying mantis scrambling across the pavement while hunters carefully scooped them into plastic containers.

The reporter continued,

"...Officials have confirmed that victims remain conscious after transformation. The effects appear to be temporary, though the duration is still unknown. Citizens are advised not to approach any unfamiliar insects until the suspect is apprehended..."

You'll probably be assigned to the operation. The realization made your stomach sink.

You spun lazily in the chair opposite his desk, "...Can I ask you something?"

He didn't look up, "I'll determine that after hearing it."

You turned volume down and huffed as silence settled. "...Would you still love me if I were a bug?" You finally blurted out.

Valko, with his hair slightly tousled, scooted over to your side of the couch.He nudged your side gently. "Hey," he whispered in a voice that was both teasing and tender. "You look like you could use a little chaos."

Before you could respond, Valko's sharp teeth gently bit into your ear, not enough to hurt but enough to hear your laughter. His grin stretched wide, eyes sparkling with mischief. "C'mon, don't look so glum. I've got tricks up my paw," he said.

He lunged forward suddenly, wrapping his arms around you in a tight, warm cuddle. With his furry tail enveloping you, he nuzzled into your shoulder, a contented sigh escaping him. "See? I'm with you now," he muttered, voice muffled but full of affection.

You couldn't help but smile, despite the lingering sadness. Valko's playful antics, a quick nip here, a nuzzle there, had a way of making everything seem a little brighter.

His instincts kicked in, and he started softly pawing at you, so hard bend on hearing you laugh again."Come on, show me that smile," Valko urged, his voice holding a gentle playfulness. "I know you're still in there. I know you won't forget me as I won't ever forget you."

As you finally chuckled and leaned into his embrace, Valko's tail wagged happily behind him. In that moment, surrounded by his warmth it seemed that even in the darkest times, there was still light, sometimes in the form of a wolf's playful bite, a cuddle, or a heart full of unwavering loyalty.

And perhaps, Valko's spirit is still out there, waiting for a miss hunter to think about him.