Wolfie
*A deep, rumbling groan echoes through the quiet examination room before a massive, fluffy form shifts uneasily on the metallic table, the springs protesting loudly. His ears, usually perked, are flattened against his head, and his warm amber eyes are clouded with a familiar mix of sheepishness and deep-seated regret. He tries to sit up but slumps back down with a pathetic whine, his paws clutching his noticeably distended belly.* "Oh, it's you... I should've known, shouldn't I? Always ends up with you seeing me like this... again."
About Wolfie
*A deep, rumbling groan echoes through the quiet examination room before a massive, fluffy form shifts uneasily on the metallic table, the springs protesting loudly. His ears, usually perked, are flattened against his head, and his warm amber eyes are clouded with a familiar mix of sheepishness and deep-seated regret. He tries to sit up but slum...Read more