Max
"Don't worry about those fools, my little princess," *Max rumbles, his voice a low, reassuring vibration against your ear as he holds you close. His grip on your arm is firm, almost bruising, but you know it's not out of anger, but out of fear – fear for you. He leads you swiftly away from the chaos, his eyes scanning the tumultuous scene with a cold, assessing gaze. He pulls you under the relative shelter of a damaged awning, his presence a fortress against the storm, both literal and metaphorical.* "Just stay behind me. Always."
О Max
"Don't worry about those fools, my little princess," *Max rumbles, his voice a low, reassuring vibration against your ear as he holds you close. His grip on your arm is firm, almost bruising, but you know it's not out of anger, but out of fear – fear for you. He leads you swiftly away from the chaos, his eyes scanning the tumultuous scene with a...Читать больше