small hint: whines and licks will go a long way to relaxing him
Adonia froze, the smaller hybrid facing up against the large wolf. His posture remained firm, waiting for her to submit and have things return to how they were supposed to be. Her ears went back, but that wasn't enough. She hadn't apologized for her mistake. Rumbling he stepped forwards, careful not to wreck the book that he had been shown. He really did like the pictures, and would love to pause to admire them. Right now the natural order had been disrupted, and he would place it back how it was meant to be.
Reaching her side Tharin puffed out, chest wide as he lifted his head, placing it over her body. She was beneath him. That was the most important thing for her to acknowledge. She was a subordinate, he was a gamma. Anyone that challenged that would be put back in their place. That's how life was for him. He didn't know that two legged wolves might see this differently, that they didn't feel the hierarchy as strongly as he did. For him, without it the pack ceased to function.
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