She froze as he spoke, clearly startled by his sudden appearance. He froze as she did, leaning back toward the shadows as if that would undo his spur-of-the-moment decision to interrupt her. Still, she did not run from him. Did not flee from his presence.

Strangely, he took heart from that.

"I always have been." Wulfric said, as if that answered the question beneath her question. Vanya could not have gotten rid of him faster once she'd understood that he was defective, broken, lesser.

"Do you want to be?" He asked a few breaths later, his green eyes still focused on her starlit figure, as monochromatic as the night he lived his life in. His tail brushed uneasily over his hocks, the tangled strands brushing aside the thick vegetation at his ankles.

Colt - Young - Mutt - 16h wfg - Silver Black Overo - Rougaru x Vanya