Cairn
I walked towards her and I saw fear flash in her eyes, saw her take a step back, this is where she would reject me, find me repulsive and terrifying. I slowed my pace and took more tentative steps towards her, when I reached her, I stopped. With Cynthia only being five foot two I was basically eye level with her and I could understand why that would make her afraid, especially when I had attacked her in the past.
Slowly, she reached her hand out to me and stroked it along my muzzle and up to my head, she ran her fingers through my fur and I let her patiently, I did not like being touched in my wolf form, no werewolf wanted to be petted like a f.ucking dog, but Cynthia needed this, it helped with her fear and this was no longer about me as the wolf gaining her trust, it was about
