bite marks : dennor au

ch. 2

|| denmark ; mathias køhler ||

the dane awakened, not all of a sudden, but peacefully. his mind lingered on the dream, or nightmare. the same nightmare he had been having since the incident.

mathias lived alone in a small village, surrounded by forests. why he had wandered into those forests three years ago, he didn't know.

carefully, he traversed his fingers along his scar, following the twists and turns the pink slip of skin took. finally, he reached where the injury ended, digging his nails into the unwounded skin by his elbow.

mathias grunted softly, getting up from his bed before stumbling through his small house and into the kitchen. the dane gently poured himself a small glass of water before microwaving it one minute and thirty seconds, exactly.

yawning once more, mathias gently rubbed his eyes before something caught his eyes. outside, in the new layer of snow was a figure. it was definitely watching him, blue - violet eyes glaring through his window. mathias's heart skipped a beat. quickly darting out of the kitchen and to his front door, he stepped out in nothing but a tattered shirt, boxers and wool socks. a huge mistake, but at this point mathias didn't care.

"hello?"

on his lawn stood a wolf, his musky silver pelt melting into the snow. mathias blinked, he swore he saw a human silhouette outside his window.

the wolf didn't protest as the dane drew forward, but for a second mathias was nervous that the creature would jump at him. however, the closer he came, the more inviting the canine seemed.

within seconds the human had his arms wrapped around the neck of the wolf, burying his face into his thick coat. mathias wasn't sure why, but all he knew was it made him feel at home and he liked that feeling.

suddenly, the feel of fur against his fingers shifted to a feeling of cloth against his fingers. this puzzled mathias, but just as he were to pull away, he felt hot breath against his ear as something was whispered to him.

"please don't let go."