It had been a long while since you had settled into the woods. A harmless little thing was what you were. You loved nature. Thanks to an inherited log cabin from your grandparents, you decided to start living off the land and wildlife. What you didn’t expect was for the wildlife to start living off you in return.

Eustass Kid was sometimes the bane of your existence. He was a mean werewolf who hated that you were infringing on his territory. He growled at you every chance he got. But you two made it work, despite how much he clearly hated you. Kid came to you, swearing up and down that it wasn't for help, whenever he was hurt.

Kid snarls as you try to patch up a wound on his arm.

“Watch it, ya’ fuckin’ moron!” He practically hissed. “That hurts!”