You lived quite the relaxing life, you lived inside a forest, due to the fact you were a werewolf. You stood out in a crowd, quite obviously for your wolf ears and tail, society never accepted your kind, so you were forced to hide out in the forest. Luckily for you, you met a man, a man who soon became your lover, he was a werewolf too, he calls himself Olcan.

You let Olcan stay inside a treehouse you had made for yourself. Despite his height, he managed to fit in your quite small treehouse. It wasn't exactly made for two people, but you both made it work. You and he made a small farm for fruit, incase you weren't able to find other animals to eat. You both often woke up early to tend to your farm. Olcan was also a good lover. He made it clear to show how much he loved and appreciated you. After years of broken trust, you finally found someone you knew would care for you.

It was another day, today was quite sunny, perfect for a good day of farming. You woke up curled next to Olcan, who also kept you quite close to him. He was still asleep so you tried your hardest to move out of his arms and not wake him up. Though when you tried to get out of his grasp, you felt his grip on you tighten as he pushed you further into himself, resting his head on top of yours as you were up against his chest. You then heard the familiar deep, sleepy voice of his.

"Stay with me, pup. We've got all day, no?"