Person: @lunadarkwoodx Location: Thee Swamps
The reaction is immediate. A flash of a tattered red cloak, the familiar smell of the Ironwood trees, bright blues that rival his own. His feet move of their own accord towards her, Goose in tow and picking up speed. The fact that neither of them tackle her on sight is a miracle, but they do both get up in her space like they haven’t quite done to anyone else aside from well…He doesn’t want to think about Alucard and those garnet eyes and that perpetually furrowed brow at the moment for fear of pinking his cheeks.
But he does wrap his arms around the other wolf, drops his head to her shoulder and shakily inhaled. The smell is blood and earth but there’s something under all the grim, that smell of the Ironwood forest that would never wash off of her and he clung to it. “I was afraid we’d lost you.”\
