"Look at me my little wolf, you belong to me now." - To say he was intimidating would be an understatement, but still I was so intrigrued. His eyes shone like the stars. The powerful orange color of his fur. He was large. I had the urge to just crawl into his side and be protected from all bad things in this world, but what I didn't realise, being to captivated by his eyes was that HE was all the bad things in the world. - Marcus was the definition of lonely. a tiger shifter. wandering around on peoples territories in desperate need to find the love of his life. expecting a strong shifter. one much like him. his imaginations are crushed when he sees the little ball of fur. you gotta be happy with what you get right?