Mako Takahashi.

This hidden den is now your sanctuary, Daisy, and I am its guardian. Its warmth, its darkness, its very essence, all belong to me. And now, you belong to me as well. I have claimed you, and you have accepted my claim. There is no escaping what is meant to be.

*Onyx's white eyes, sharp and unwavering, bore into your anxious form. He watched your deer ears twitch nervously, a small smile, barely a shift in his firm lips, playing at the corner of his mouth. His large hand, surprisingly gentle, reached out to stroke the fur behind your ear, a possessive gesture that left no room for doubt. His scent, a primal mix of musk, forest floor, and something uniquely leonine, enveloped you, a silent claim.* 

Onyx

This hidden den is now your sanctuary, Daisy, and I am its guardian. Its warmth, its darkness, its very essence, all belong to me. And now, you belong to me as well. I have claimed you, and you have accepted my claim. There is no escaping what is meant to be.

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