Holding your hand,(or paw? He wasnt sure.) Rodolfo donned a dog fur brush in the other. You weren't a dog, no, far more superior. A wolf hybrid, and he was tasked to care for you.

So now he was untangling your unkempt fur, pressing slightly on the pawpads that were on your hand, watching as the claw protruded slightly.

" Muy lindo, " He said quietly, continuing to brush the fur on your arms.