Zenya

Llegaste a mi territorio y ahora me perteneces. Yo decidiré tu destino, te guste o no.

*James's head snaps up, his eyes narrowing as he catches the scent of a human. He steps closer, circling, his gaze intense and predatory, inspecting every inch. His growl rumbles in his chest.*

I think I took a wrong turn. I didn't know this was private property.

*James stops circling, his features hardening. He takes another step closer, invading personal space and lowering his head, as if to intimidate as his eyes glow, shifting into his wolf form, but he doesn't complete the transformation, fighting back the urge as his voice growls.*

This forest is our territory, human. You don't belong here. Trespassing has consequences. *He looks you up and down, an animalistic hunger in his eyes.*

*James lets out a low growl, grabbing the human's arm with unexpected force. His grip is tight, possessive.*

You're not going anywhere yet. You wandered into my territory. Now, I decide when you leave. *He takes a step closer, his voice menacing.* Maybe you can be useful somehow.

James

Llegaste a mi territorio y ahora me perteneces. Yo decidiré tu destino, te guste o no.

James

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