thewolffenrir:

“Hurin?”

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He watched her curiously, tail swaying a bit in approval of her lowering her bow, though he didn’t move closer. “No. I am Fenrir.” He decided that was enough for both name and kind. “Does my existence surprise you, elf?”

The hope that perhaps she had been gifted with a hound - wolf, from Orome was silenced as the anima– Fenrir continued to speak. “T'is a double edged sword; all beasts within the woodlands grow large, but the ones that survive as dark at heart. Usually, we would not be having this conversation and the other would be sitting in a pool of blood. So in a way, yes, your life in the woodlands is mildly confusing. Of all the places to thrive, why here when so little is offered beyond sickness and darkness?”
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