She clearly didn't need an invitation into his den. At the sight of it, with the encouragement of the thunder and increasingly pounding rain, the golden dame would race inside the safety of it. Relief would wash over the titan now that she was safe inside the den, closer to being warm than she would've been if he hadn't brought her to his den. He would watch her from the entrance, the water pelting his coat relentlessly. Immediately she shook herself off, trying to speed up the drying process, sneezing as she glanced back towards him, noticing that he was still standing outside the den. It was then that she would scoot back in the far corners of the den, as if trying to make room for him to come in. A gentle smile would crease the King's lips as he breached the entrance of his den, taking a moment to shake off as much water from his coat as he could before deciding to move father back into the den.
She was still wary of him, he could see it in her eyes, but she would allow herself to curl up against the ground, though the trembles that would rock her frame wouldn't go unnoticed. His first instinct was to offer himself as a blanket to her, since he was always pretty warm, even when soaked, but he didn't think it would be the best option, given how skittish she'd been when they'd moved the deer. He stayed close to her, though not enough to breach her personal space. If the shivering became more violent, whether she liked it or not, he would become her wolf blanket. He wasn't about to let her catch a cold if he could help it.
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