#x. wolf

made this random edit of my wolf form and then my friend edited it to be kinda glitchy and ?? its so fucking me . that is literally me . both of them but the glitchy one just Does something to my brain

“How much longer are you..---” She’d gotten herself into this, complaining wasn’t going to help, neither was asking questions. Minimal contact, that was all Erin could really tolerate of Wolf, everything she did was for her dad, and reminding herself of that each and every time he called with another job was the only thing that ever stopped her from losing it at the Crow. “Forget it.” She said through grit teeth, “Where and when this time?”