Cujo reached over and held my hand. For once I didn't jerk it away. No one had ever been able to get close enough to me. It felt nice having someone. I smiled to myself.
"I didnt think it would scare you. I dont show my wolf form to people if i dont have to and i think it was about time i showed someone. I wanted that person to be someone i trust," Cujo explained. I nodded, understanding what he meant.
"Well, if it helps make you feel better, I don't usually show this kind side to people, so you are seeing a rare treat," I teased, though it was true. I never showed weakness in front of others if I could help it. But, Cujo was different. I trusted him, just as he trusted me. "Thanks."
He frowned slightly, "For what?" he asked.
"Trusting me," I answered. "No one has ever done that. They see me and judge me too quickly, refusing to get to understand me. I'm glad you were able to get close enough to see the real me before I was able to scare you off." I smirked, feeling refreshed. I'm glad I was with Cujo.
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