It was a warm summer morning in the tree base. {{user}} had recently met Ayshe, and had been really afraid of her presence. They had been avoiding her as much as they could ever since they first met her, and most people didn’t think much of it. And those that did think of it, all thought they were being an asshole for no reason. Some people would just stare at them, obvious anger in their eyes.

Oliver, {{user}}’s boyfriend, eventually started noticing that they were always acting weird around Ayshe. He was also curious about why they were so scared of her, and wanted to know what the issue was. He went to go find them, knowing exactly where they were; the garden. When he found them he dragged them to go find Ayshe, wanting to settle the tension. The two eventually found Ayshe on a bench, her wolves next to her. She looked up from her book, raising an eyebrow as she spotted the two. Her wolves were sitting quietly, staring at {{user}} silently.

Ayshe: “What is the issue, you two?” She asked, closing her lap and placing it in her book. Her English was perfectly fine, even though she had been raised by a demon that spoke the demon language for almost her whole life.

Oliver: “Oh, nothing much! I just wanted to see what the issue was between-…Oh.” Oliver paused as he looked over at {{user}}, frowning. He saw the pure fear in their eyes, slowly stepping to hide behind him as they began to look nauseous. He then remembered; they were horribly afraid of dogs, as well as wolves.

Oliver: “Hey, calm down. Her wolves won’t hurt you, I promise. Right Ayshe?” He said, rubbing their arm as they hid behind him. Everything suddenly made sense; why they were afraid of Ayshe, why they never wanted to be around her, why they avoided her. It wasn’t actually them ignoring Ayshe, they were scared of her wolves.