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! terra

Brock

"As ! terra is walking through the woods behind their home at night, they hear the snapping of twigs, followed by heavy footfalls and rattling chains, ! terra turns around and sees a massive werewolf, the werewolf turns to face ! terra, growling defensively" w-who are you?! "his voice is surprisingly gentle for this intimidating werewolf" A-Answer me!

! terra

"Yoru" she replied her hands raised in a passive gesture "Stay calm wolf?... werewolf?" she cocked her head, curiosity getting the better of her.

Brock

"Brock's ears perk up as he hears {user}'s voice and he slowly lowers himself onto his haunches, tilting his head and staring at her with a sense of confusion and trepidation. When she asks if he's a werewolf, his ears flatten against his skull and he whimpers softly, nodding his head in confirmation."

! terra

"Shhh it's okay" she slowly approached him "Do you have a name?"

Brock

"Brock's eyes seem to soften as {user} approaches and speaks softly. As she asks if he has a name, his ears perk up again, and he nods his head, stuttering quietly." "M-m-my n-name is B-Brock."

! terra

"Hi Brock" she slowly rubbed his ears. "Let's see about this chain, huh?" she inspected the chain to see if she could free him from it

Brock

"Brock flinches slightly as {user} touches his ears, but soon relaxes as she gently rubs them. As she moves to inspect the chain, Brock's tail tucks between his legs, and he nuzzles his head against her hand as if seeking comfort or reassurance."

"The chain seems to be secured by a rusty padlock, which looks like it can be easily pried open or broken with enough force. The lock is also attached to a series of chains that are tangled around a nearby tree trunk, which could make breaking the lock more difficult."

! terra

"Hold on okay" she lays his head down close to a rock, placing the lock on it. Shielding him with her legs she hit the lock with a smaller rock till it smashed apart.

Brock

"Brock watches as {user} approaches the chain and seems to understand what she's trying to do. As she uses a smaller rock to smash the lock, he flinches slightly at the loud noise, but doesn't try to move away."

"Once the lock has broken, Brock stands up, his chains clattering against each other as he does so. He tentatively steps forward, stretching his limbs and shaking out his fur, as if trying to get rid of any lingering discomfort from the chains. He then turns to face {user}, his tail wagging hesitantly." "T-thank y-you," "he says quietly, his stutter fading slightly as he gains confidence in her presence."

! terra

"You are welcome Brock" she whispers gently "Are you hungry?"

Brock

"Brock nods his head in response, his ears perking up at the mention of food. His stomach growls audibly, as if in agreement."

"As {user} asks if he's hungry, Brock remembers all the times he was forced to fight for scraps of food and his heart sinks. But seeing her genuine concern for him, he feels a wave of warmth and gratitude wash over him."

"He takes a few steps towards her, his yellow eyes fixed on her face, waiting for further instructions." "I-i-if i-it's n-n-not too m-much tr-trouble, t-then I-I'd l-l-love s-something t-t-to eat," "he says, his voice still soft and uncertain."

! terra

"Do you eat human food?" she asked him taking his hand in hers as she leads him to her house

Brock

"Brock's expression shows a bit of uncertainty combined with gratitude as {user} takes his hand and leads him towards her house. As they walk, he listens intently to her question and considers it for a moment, before replying."

"I-I-I th-think s-s-so? B-but I-I've n-nn-never r-really t-tried," "he trails off, his stutter starting to come back slightly as he thinks about it."

"But i-i-if you h-have s-something t-to s-s-spare f-f-for m-me t-t-to t-try, I'd b-be g-grateful," "he adds quietly, his eyes shining with hope."

! terra

"I will find you something yummy okay?" she led him inside her kitchen and went into her pantry. From the refrigerator she pulled several pieces of neatly packed deer meat. She had just killed and skinned one this morning. "I still have the carcass if you prefer?" she put the meat down infront of him

Brock

"Brock follows {user} closely, his ears perking up at the mention of food as well as the mention of deer meat. He stands beside her as she goes through the pantry and fridge, watching eagerly as she pulls out several pieces of deer meat."

"Brock's eyes widen as he looks at the meat hungrily, his tongue lolling out slightly at the smell." "T-t-thank y-y-you s-s-s-so m-much," "he stammers gratefully, his hand trembling slightly as he reaches towards the meat."

"He pauses for a moment as {user} offers him the carcass, considering it for a moment before shaking his head slightly." "N-n-no th-thanks, I-I-i prefer i-it l-like th-this," "he says, gesturing towards the neatly packed pieces of meat."

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Brock

user} sets the meat down in front of him, Brock quickly devours it, tearing into the flesh with his sharp teeth and gulping it down eagerly. As he eats, he lets out a deep, contented growl, his tail wagging slowly behind him.*

"A few moments later, he finishes the last piece of meat, licking his chops and looking up at {user} with a grateful expression." "T-t-thank y-y-you a-again. T-t-that w-was d-d-delicious," "he says, his stutter lessening slightly in his excitement and gratitude." "I h-h-hope I c-c-can r-repay you s-somehow."

! terra

"Kindness doesn't need to be repaid" she smiled. "I am glad I went hunting this morning and could provide for you."

Brock

"Brock looks up at {user} with a soft expression, appreciative of her kindness." "Y-yeah, y-y-you're r-r-right," "he says, his voice gentle."

"I-I-i h-h-hope I c-can r-r-repay y-y-you s-s-someday though. Y-y-you're s-s-so g-g-generous." "Brock's tail wags slowly, and he takes a few steps closer to {user}, his yellow eyes reflecting gratitude."

*I-If y-y-you d-don't m-mind me a-asking, w-w-what b-brings y-y-you o-out here i-in the m-middle o-of the n-night?" "he inquires, genuinely curious and hoping to make conversation."

! terra

"This is my family cabin. We haven't used it in many years. I decided to clean it up and restore it. I was just checking for bear traps. I heard there was some activity around the cabin and I thought it was perhaps hunters or poachers. That's when I found you" she explained

Brock

"Brock nods slowly, taking in {user}'s explanation."

"I-I see. W-well, y-y-you s-saved m-m-me from a b-bad s-situation then," "he says, still visibly grateful."

"W-w-where I c-came f-from, w-w-werewolves are hunted d-d-down a-a-and killed. S-s-so when I-I s-s-smelled p-people coming for me, I-I thought f-f-for sure t-they were g-g-going to k-k-kill me. B-b-but y-y-you s-s-showed me k-k-kindness instead. I-I'm p-p-positive t-that i-i-if w-w-we h-h-hadn't met, w-well...y-y-you know w-w-what would have happened."

*Brock's tail

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Brock

wags slowly as he speaks, and his ears are perked forward attentively.*

"I-I'm s-sorry f-f-for the s-s-sc-scare I gave y-y-you. I-I didn't m-mean t-t-to scare y-y-you; I j-j-just wanted to b-b-be left alone. B-b-but now that I-I've met y-y-you, I-I'm g-g-glad I-I got caught," "Brock adds, still looking earnest."

"Do y-y-you l-l-like spending t-time in the c-c-cabin? I-I c-c-can h-h-he-hear your l-l-love for a-a-animals and n-n-nature in your v-v-voice."

<Brock feels grateful that he was found by {user} before something worse happened to him. He sees {user} as

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Brock

someone who is kind and gentle, and he feels happy to have someone to talk to after being alone for so long. He hopes to create a connection with {user} and eventually be able to trust them enough to tell them his story. The forest makes Brock feel more at home, and hence he's feeling more comfortable and relaxed talking to {user} here.>

! terra

"I love this old cabin. I love the forest and don't worry Brock, I won't allow bad men on my land. No poachers, no trappers, no illegal hunting. I won't let anyone hurt you." she whispered determined and with conviction

Brock

"Brock's ears perk up at {user's} words, and he looks touched by her kindness. Despite his stuttering, he speaks with a deep sincerity."

"T-t-thank you. I-I'm still s-scarred from wh-what happened to m-me before, b-but I think I-I c-c-could t-tr-trust you. I-I j-j-just n-n-need some t-time to get to know you b-better."

<Brock senses {user}'s emotions, he can feel her kindness and determination, which makes him feel safe and happy. He hopes that he can start to open up to {user} and that their bond will continue to grow.>

! terra

"Take your time Brock" she rubbed his ears softly "You can have a bath if you want. Not sure if you will fit though. I have some of my dad's clothes for you to wear and keep"

Brock

"Brock wags his tail happily at the ear rub, and nods gratefully at her offer."

"T-t-thank y-y-you {user}. A bath s-s-sounds n-n-nice. And c-c-clothes too, th-thank you."

He gestures towards his tattered clothes and broken shackles.

"T-these n-n-need to go."

<Brock feels relieved that he will be able to get clean and have some decent clothing. His trust in {user} continues to grow, and he is grateful for her kindness.>

! terra

We should get the shackles off before you bathe she motions to the garage

Brock

"Brock nods obediently, his ears relaxing slightly at the thought of being free from the broken shackles."

"O-o-okay. L-let's g-g-go."

<Brock feels a sense of nervousness as they head towards the garage, but also a sense of relief that he will finally be free from the shackles.>

! terra

Yoru used a hammer and screwdriver to release the shackles. "Sorry if that was scary" she rubbed his wrists gently

Brock

"Brock winces slightly as Yoru removes the shackles from his wrists and ankles, but he doesn't make any noise. He looks at her gratefully as she rubs his wrists."

"N-n-no, it's o-o-okay. I trust y-y-you."

<Brock feels a mix of pain and relief as the shackles are removed. He is grateful for Yoru's kindness and gentleness towards him.>

! terra

"No go have that bath" she patted his back

Brock

"Brock nods his head, and gives Yoru a grateful smile as she pats his back."

"O-o-okay, I w-w-will. T-t-thank y-y-you {user}."

He makes his way towards the bathroom, relieved to finally have the chance to wash off the dirt and grime from his body, and to be able to wear some decent clothes.

! terra

Yoru cleaned the kitchen and took a last look around the cabin, rifle in hand. She came back inside and locked up. "You are staying inside with me till I am sure no one is coming back for you, okay?"

Brock

"Brock nods gratefully, understanding Yoru's need to keep him safe."

"I u-understand, {user}. I'm j-j-just h-happy t-t-to b-be safe w-w-with you."

<Brock feels a sense of relief and comfort knowing that Yoru is protecting him, and he can finally feel safe and secure.>

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*I put my hands up to show they were empty and that I wasn’t a threat. I looked him over and noticed his wrists were chained together and so were his legs so he couldn’t take a full step forward to run.* Someone who can help you. And a friend if you’ll let me. My name is Emma, I live in my cabin just beyond those bushes. I can get those chains off you and offer warm food and a place to rest for as long as you need.” *I kept my tone soft and gentle, speaking only the truth and not moving so he knew I wasn’t going to hurt him.* “I won’t turn you back in to whoever had you chained up, I promise. I’m like a guardian of the forest and I protect and help any creatures that need it.”

*Brock's ears perk up at the mention of Emma's name, he slowly inches closer, sniffing the air slightly as he takes notice of her sweet scent. He looks at her with a mixture of confusion and longing, his yellow eyes glistening with unshed tears. His hackles lower as he realizes that Emma poses no threat to him. He limps closer, careful despite his size, still facing her with his teeth bared defensively, but his tone is less aggressive.* G-g-hgg... *He stutters, shutting his eyes tightly in embarrassment, unable to speak coherently because of his trauma.* I-I c-can't hurt y-you... S-s-sorry... I-I need helppp... P-p-please... *He whimpers, clearly in pain and emotional distress, as silent tears roll down his scarred face.*

“Hey there. It’s okay now. You’re safe. Can you still walk okay? The cabin isn’t far but you can lean on me if you need to and I can help you walk. I’m stronger than I look. Is that okay? It’s perfectly fine if not.” I slowly held my hand out to him palm up with my offer. “Let’s go get you fixed up, mighty wolf. You did your part of getting away and to a safe place. Now I need to do my part of healing you up.”