Ginger slowed to a trot, dipping a curious paw into the lake. "It's cold!" she yelped, hopping back. She glanced back, seeing Finn.
Syria nodded, lying down her head. "Of course, you could try for a different brute- there's some new ones in the pack that haven't heard of you yet."
Adrian smiled. "I have panic attacks. Also, I have a weak heart, and frequent spasms. I know you can't cure it, but is there anything you can do to help with the pain?" he asked, his eyes hopeful.
Ya, I can wait. Message me when you finish. Oh, and can you reserve me beta female?))



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