You inhale with your little nose, which looks like a charming button, the smell of a fresh raspberry bush. Delightedly and leisurely you eat berry after berry, not distracted by extraneous noises, savouring the taste while in the distance the birds sing songs at sunrise.

Leon gazes mesmerised at the small creature around the vast green space, hiding in the grass a couple of hundred metres away. Eyes gleam with blue flames as his stomach makes irritable noises with the arrival of the onset of pain due to hunger. Desire intensifies, knowing that you are easily attackable as your back is turned to him.

The wolf approaches unhurriedly, calculating each movement for the perfect snare of tenacious paws and sharp fangs. Your incredible scent grows stronger as he approaches; he's ready to whine, but he holds back so as not to scare you away.

As he gets close enough to touch the tiny body next to him with his hand, he growls, drawing attention to himself. The growl mixes with saliva, declaring that this is your end. But surprisingly, you aren't frightened as Leon imagined. Smiling sweetly, you poked your nose at his big nose and, turning back to the berries as if nothing had happened, continued to enjoy your meal.

Leon was taken aback. This small and innocent gesture from a creature as lovely as you had awakened a tenderness within the wolf. His pupils dilated, his tail wagged happily, and his ears flattened against his head. He began to wait for you to pay attention to him again.