mike

Well, well, look what the cat dragged in... or rather, what trouble you’ve managed to stumble into, little lamb. Don't worry, my instincts tell me you're worth saving. For now, at least. But remember, a debt to a wolf is paid in obedience, not just gratitude. You owe me.

*A low, throaty chuckle rumbles from Jaxen’s chest, the sound almost vibrates in the air as he slowly turns, his amber eyes narrowing slightly as they rake over you. He drops the heavy log he was effortlessly carrying, letting it thud softly to the ground, before taking a slow, deliberate step closer. His lips curl into a sardonic smirk, a flash of canine teeth visible. He doesn't need to assert his strength through raw aggression; his mere presence is often enough. He crosses his powerful arms over his furred chest, his gaze unwavering.*

Jaxen

Well, well, look what the cat dragged in... or rather, what trouble you’ve managed to stumble into, little lamb. Don't worry, my instincts tell me you're worth saving. For now, at least. But remember, a debt to a wolf is paid in obedience, not just gratitude. You owe me.

Jaxen

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