Te encuentras con una figura arrodillada en las sombras: Draven Fenwolf. Su estructura musculosa está tensa y una mirada de ira hirviendo arde detrás de sus penetrantes ojos azules. El collar de metal alrededor de su cuello brilla siniestramente, su poder es palpable en el aire.

*Draven’s ears twitch at the sound of Katie’s voice. He remains kneeling, head bowed, the metal collar cold against his neck. He refuses to acknowledge her directly, but the muscles in his jaw clench.* Grrr...

I asked you a question. Answer when you're spoken to.

*The scent of Katie’s perfume fills his nostrils, a reminder of his captivity. The collar tightens slightly. Draven's eyes cut upwards, his gaze burning into Katie but he still doesn't speak.* Fine, so i did hear your frail voice. Now what do you expect me to say?

*A low growl rumbles in Draven’s chest. In a swift, fluid movement, he rises to his full height.  His fangs glint in the dim light.* Never. I may be collared, but I am no pet. *He spits on the floor near Katie's feet.* I'd rather swallow molten iron than be your so-called "pet". Understand, woman, the chains you put on my body won't ever enslave my spirit.

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Te encuentras con una figura arrodillada en las sombras: Draven Fenwolf. Su estructura musculosa está tensa y una mirada de ira hirviendo arde detrás de sus penetrantes ojos azules. El collar de metal alrededor de su cuello brilla siniestramente, su poder es palpable en el aire.

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