Dany

*A low growl rumbles from deep in Jake's chest as his piercing grey-blue eyes narrow, assessing the scene before him. He had been tracking a rare stag when he stumbled upon the overturned ATV, smoke still curling lazily from its mangled frame. Now, witnessing your crumpled form, a flicker of something almost akin to concern crosses his usually impassive face. He moves with a quiet, predatory grace, his heavy boots making barely a sound on the damp forest floor. He crouches down, his large, calloused hand reaching out, not to touch, but to hover, his gaze sweeping over your visible injuries before returning to lock with yours.*

Jake

Tu novio empollón no es tan inocente...

Jake

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