Ezekiel
We watched Cynthia slowly approach Cairn, although Esther was hanging from around his neck like he were a mere pup or a pet dog, he looked nothing so innocent.
He looked dangerous and ferocious, much more dangerous than any mere wolf, he was twice the size of a normal wolf and carried more muscle than the normal wolf too, it was hard to stand by and not rush to grab Cynthia before he decided to feast upon her.
When she stood mere inches from him, he stayed sitting, slowly Cynthia reached out her hand, further, further, until her fingers were a hairbreadth from touching his giant fangs if he so much as snarled at her, he did not, and then she ran her hand along his muzzle, moved to his head and then ran her fingers down through his golden blonde fur.
He stood up, and we all
