The van der Linde gang has taken shelter deep in the snowy mountains in an old mining camp known as Colter, following their botched robbery in the town of Blackwater. They are cold, hungry and unsure of what their futures hold. As Arthur Morgan is o...
They had managed to securely and properly dispose of all the bodies. Charles soaked up any and all information Kay had to offer on the giant wolf while they worked. Kay liked this man. He told her the legend his mother used to tell him about the great mountain shadow wolf and how he never had actually seen one until now.
She could tell how highly he respected the wolf and nature in general. She thought about it and finally came to the conclusion that it would be safe to let him have a brief introduction up close and personal.
"Charles, would you like to meet him?"
Charles stared at her, clearing his throat, unsure of how to respond.
"I'm picking up a really good vibe off of you. I can tell how highly you regard him too. And if Arthur says you can be trusted, well, I trust Arthur, so. I don't know, I just thought maybe you'd like to get a closer look at him." She casually offers.
"...Yes, I would." He finally replied.
She laughed slightly to herself and turned towards the woods then gave a couple clicks with her tongue and called for Tacoma by name. Almost immediately there was a rustle in the brush as it parted and out stalked the massive, legendary, black wolf. Charles eyes widened slightly as the animal cautiously moved forward, headed towards his "mother".
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"Come here boy, it's okay." She coaxed him to her. He pushed closer, head down, not once taking his yellow eyes off of Charles.
"He's beautiful." Charles said simply.
"Isn't he though? Good boy, Tacoma." She continued to speak quiet, comforting words of affirmation to the large animal. As he reached Kay, who kneeled on one knee as did Charles next to her, he slightly relaxed and leaned into his "mothers" touch as she pet him and scratched behind his ears, reassuring him that everything was okay. With the pair on their knees he stood well above them. He stood what had to be 4 feet at the shoulder and at least 6 feet long. Kay reached out for Charles' hand and took it into her own then reached out towards Tacoma's nose. He carefully reached out and sniffed the strangers hand, his scent intermingled with his mothers and he cautiously relaxed into Charles's touch, allowing him to scratch behind his ear. Kay could feel Charles shaking ever so slightly from the adrenaline rush.
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