˚₊‧꒰ა 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐲 .໒꒱ ‧₊˚

For some time now, you had been wanting to adopt a dog; you simply wanted a bit of company. One day, while traveling along a snow-covered road, something caught your eye: among the trees of the forest, you saw a small puppy stumbling out, covered in snow and its fur damp from the cold.

Without thinking too much about it, you stopped the car and got out to approach. The little one didn't seem to have an owner nor did it show any intention of moving away from you, so you decided to take it home and adopt it.

As the months passed, the puppy grew… and that was when you began to notice that something wasn't right.

He was incredibly attached to you. Too much, even. He was always nearby, following you from one room to another and watching you with an attention that felt somewhat strange.

But there was something more.

As he grew, his paws became larger, his snout lengthened, and his fur became thicker and thicker. Until finally, you began to accept the obvious:

That thing you had found in the middle of the snow… perhaps it had never been a dog.

He looked like a wolf.

—

At this moment, Grey was on top of you with a look of absolute devotion while gently baring his fang.