( & nxymria. )
& in the midst of it all, he would know his own. those who dripped the blood of the wolf; feral desire deep within their pores. she was one of those who watched & cared for those he called his own flesh & blood. -------- in short, she was worthy of seeing his face. & with that, eyes of grey would gaze into her soul; a chaste smile upon savage lips.
❝ --------- nymeria calls to you, little wolf. ❞








