She laughed at him, and even through it was directed towards him, he had to admit that he enjoyed the sound of it. When she explained that the cheetah was a subspecies, he rolled his eyes skyward and back again. “I mean, if you don’t like your gift…” he teased, instead of responding to his apparent misinformation. It was a fluffy winter cheetah and he would accept no other explanation.
She pressed her body against him, and it was the closest he had ever let another wolf. There were times when he and Deathbelle had gotten close, especially when they were children and it was an innocent thing. After his rejection to her.. Well, things had been different. He wasn’t sure what to think of the sensation of Zee’s warm form beside him.
His heart hammered a little in his chest as she slid down to the ground, and leaned her head against his paw. He slowly sunk his own head downwards, until they were lying side by side, the sound of the storm raging on outside the den, forgotten. “I think I'm past the point where I could ever hurt you” he said softly. Perhaps he needed to avoid all Klein but Deathbelle for the rest of his life...
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