Frank's head was ducked, his ears flat against his head, as he waited, sitting in this strange room, a hand pressed tightly to his still bleeding mouth.
The choke chain was still fastened tightly around his neck, and Frank could feel blood dripping down his throat, even as a door opened, revealing someone who was talking to another, though he didn't really see.
"-sorry to do this to you, so late at night, but he is kind of an emergency...needs someone to look after him. I've got forty other cases to sort out by the end of the night."
Frank jerked back away into a corner of the room, yelping in pain when his back hit the wall. His fingers dug into the chain as it dug in deeper, and he let out a rough growl, sinking to the floor.
"'m not going back..." He spat out through the blood. "Never going back."
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Frank stared at Dwight's dejected expression, and slipped his fingers under the soaked, wet lapels of his jacket, careful not to let his claws snag the delicate, pale skin underneath.
"Lets get you out of those wet things and warm you up, hm?" Frank offered, nuzzling against Dwight's cheek. "I'll let you hug my tail~"
Frank sat on the floor, legs folded neatly, as he studied the floor, his tail curled around his own body. His new owner seemed nice, at least. There was no fighting, no busted lip, no anger. Though he seemed just as terrified as Frank himself.
He was wearing a too big hoodie, and waiting patiently as Dwight finally moved to sit down behind Frank, letting out a sigh, fiddling with something behind him.
“Okay. This, is for you…”
It was a large shard of beef jerky, and Frank felt his mouth water just at the sight.
“I’m gonna brush your hair and ears, okay? Your tail after.”
Frank took the jerky, and started to gnaw on it, as he felt the brush connect with the top of his head, and ducked down, away from the contact.
When the brush slowly stroked along his hair again, Frank slowly started to let himself relax, as the brush went through his hair again and again. The TV flickered on, and Frank watched, enthralled, as his teeth gnawed on the jerky.
For a while he was sat there, content, chewing quietly, as his hair was brushed through, his ears flicking.
“Ok, Frank, I’m gonna move onto your tail now.” Came the soft voice and he nodded, fighting against his instinct to attack. “Here.”
Another big hunk of jerky was offered to him, and Frank took it with a quiet thanks. Soft hands stroked along his tail, and the brush started to go through his tail, starting at the tip.
The brush snagged, and Frank bit down hard, before turning to glare at the man stroking the brush through his tail.
Dwight looked apologetic, and showed him the brush. “Sorry. I think some of your tail is matted. We might need to trim some of it.”
“…My…tail?”
“Just the fur!” Dwight amended, before setting the brush down. “Ugh. Maybe I could take you to someone who could deal with it properly, I don’t know what I’m even doing.”
Dwight looked down at his hands, and Frank reached up to slip his fingers into Dwight’s, giving him a brave smile. “It’s okay. I’m still learning too.”
Dwight leaned down slowly to wrap his arms around the slim wolf, who leaned into the touch, his eyes closing for a moment.
“Did you eat something yet?” Frank asked, and smothered a laugh when Dwight launched off the couch to head into the kitchen, something clattering loudly.
Frank sprawled next to Dwight, his fingers stroking through his hair slowly, his clawed fingers careful not to snag and tug at the delicate skin.
He always looked so permanently worried when he was awake, it was nice to see his face relaxed in sleep. Frank lowered his face to nuzzle against Dwight's neck, his fingers curling into his nightshirt.
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They came in the dead of night. Frank was already three fights in, a fresh scar across his mouth from some upstart, his collar digging it's spikes into his neck painfully. His fingers were dripping with blood, and he had jumped forwards towards his opponent, tearing with fang and claw.
The bastard had pinned him down, standing on the base of his tail to keep him in place as he twisted the links of the chain collar, throttling Frank. His hands pulled, slipping, as the world started to fade around him.
Then, shots were fired repeatedly, and the big guy went down, slumped over Frank, who tried to scramble backwards. Something sharp stung him, and he turned to look at the intruders, even as he fell down to the floor.
~
"-Some sort of dog, don't know his breed. Got to be at least nineteen though."
Frank blinked sleepily, and a hand slipped over his throat. Frank panicked and tried to pull back, when he couldn't, he did the only thing he could. He bit.
"Fucking mutt!" Someone shouted, and Frank was hit. He sluggishly tried to pull away, and a hand grabbed him, pulling his head back. He bared his fangs, and let out a snarl.
"Gag him, he's not biting anyone else." Frank struggled as something was forced between his teeth, and locked into place behind his head. He was pushed down, and Frank scrambled backwards, tucking himself into a tight ball, tail tucked tight around his legs.
"Maybe someone will take him." A voice muttered, as a blanket was slipped in through a slot in the door, and he glared at the people studying him through the plexiglass. His ears flattened against the top of his head, and he caught sight of the half mask they had shoved into place.
It covered his chin to his nose, a half moon. Across it, was a big, cartoonish smile. He let out a whine, and covered his head with both of his arms.
Anyway to fix the wolf!Frank posts that you made? Quite hard to read the story being all scattered.
The wolf!Frank verse doesn't have many side drabbles to it but each RP thread is considered a separate au.
So far I have 1 long thread with @ninetailedvulpecula and a few shorts with @nervousleaderr, they should be tagged but there isn't a true 'story' yet. I will have a look on PC and see if I can organise them in a post, however.
