Xavier|Male|Crush: Open|Wolf|
Xavier smeared his damp mug anlong the engraved circle in pure desperation, thick russet liqud teased along his exteriour rims. The brute swiftly aultered his frame, exchanging his mass onto one of the metalic doors.
With a gingerly hault, the container faided silence. The sire threw back his inked skimmed pelt oved his stream line snout gravitating his tenious hulk. A slight eruption of movment, filtered from out side bis metal cage. The humans. They used there fur stricken fingers to prize the lock and gradually reveal the collosal male within.
Xaviers eyes clampt abruptly at the wake of the infinate rays scouring his visage. However the reality was enevitable; his stormy pools quietly scanned the proximity.
'The wolf pen'. As ordered to the muscular brute arose with grace, oscalating his teatherly hunches until his mitts conflicted the damp foliage softening his grip slightly.
A group of petty wolves surrounded him infuriating him further, with ease Xaviet lfted his coal snout in a slight higher position than the rest, allowing a sharp snarl to erupt the silence.
The majority of the wolves cleared off, the rest replied with an equal sound before leaving the brute alone.
(( How should Xavier and Willow meet? I was thinking one of the pups goes to Xavier and Willlow follows. But it's up to you.))
