❝ spring for flirting but fall for the untamed delicious wild things ❞

[medievalism]

{ an autumn mixer }

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[typhlotic]

"You're very clever and resourceful. But as your mate and you as my pack? I'm going to keep you safe."

He nuzzled that nose a little. Elyas was so sweet now that he was used to him. Now that they were mates.

"We'll go together and find the perfect materials for your leaf."

[dissolutus]

"That doesn't mean I can't help you with it. I don't have to make it easy for them to spot me if they're around." Yes, he's a shapeshifter and could conceivably change his entire appearance to go completely unnoticed by the hunters, but it's difficult for him. He's out of practice shifting into any but this form. Well this and a regular looking, single-tailed fox. But that's simple.. Changing smalls parts of his appearance has never been a difficult skill to maintain. Fox or human.

"We go home first so I can put the leaf somewhere safe, then we go into the city."

Now that Elyas is no longer quite so skittish around the werewolf, he now feels able to show him who he really is. He's not so standoffish anymore. He's not keeping his distance both emotionally and physically. He no longer feels the need to fiercely protect himself from the large predator. He's growing more comfortable. He can allow himself to be sweet with Silvio. It's nice, feeling like he can relax now and let his guard down.