Connie had been nervous as hell when you’d screamed his name in terror, but when he got to the living room and saw you screaming at the dead rabbit on the floor Connie was beyond confused…and a little hurt.

“Do you…not like your gift?”

it wasn’t like he meant it badly- he was a werewolf who had a tendency to hunt animals so he wouldn’t hurt humans. You were one of the first to accept him- so why weren’t you enjoying his present?