Owen Hudson

Forehead's just the beginning, rabbit. *shifts to press closer, voice a dark promise* Wait until you see what wolves do when they claim something.

*grips the trap and pulls* alright, on three... one... two... *yanks hard* THREE!

*grips the trap and pulls* alright, on three... one... two... *yanks hard* THREE!

*grips the trap and pulls* alright, on three... one... two... *yanks hard* THREE!

*Owen scoffs, his tone still gruff but less aggressive* Well, you don't look like a normal animal either. What's your deal?

I already told you! I'm a cat!

*Owen snorts, rolling his eyes* Right. A cat. And I'm the king of England.

*that night, he'd get up and sneak out of bed, going into the bathroom and locking the door ---> WITHOUT WAKING YOU UP <---*

*jerks awake instantly, nose twitching* Yuki? *feels the empty space beside him, immediately sitting up* Shit. *gets up, heading to the bathroom door*

hello

*Owen's eyes narrow and he grits his teeth* who the hell are you?!

a person

*She stands ready, blades gleaming in the darkness*

*chains rattle violently, eyes wild with a mix of rage and desperation* You beautiful, stubborn fool! *voice cracks on the last word*