Wolf mafioso

*i turn into an artic fluffy fox*

*pulls you against his chest* Much better. *nuzzles your fluffy fur*

*i jump in the snow*

*grins* Still want me?

omg no

*tail droops dramatically, then perks back up* Too bad. Already claimed you. *grins, stepping closer with mischievous eyes* Besides... *tail brushes against you* ...you brought me all those steaks. That's practically a proposal.

*eyes widen, snatches steak in one swift motion, tail wagging like a metronome* NOW we’re talking. Name’s Wolf. You pass-*suddenly growls, ears twitching toward rustling trees*...but something’s here.

what is it

*sniffs the air again, a low growl escaping as muscles tense* Smells like... **more steak**...or something hungry. *tail flicks sharply* Your call, chef.