Jul 13
@angerbuilt | cont. (w/Siobhan)
A nervous hand would give the wolf's head a gentle pat, and eventually cave in to rub. Canines were...not Siobhan's favourite animal; they had sharp teeth and always barked. No, she did not like them. But this wolf (surprisingly so) was sweet. Odd.
"Good dog," Siobhan weakly replied, her hand pulled away from her head to take out a container from her satchel, fish fillets were inside. Removing the cover, she handed the fillets to the wolf. "Here, go ahead. Eat up."
