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Moonlight pierces the dense forest canopy, painting silver veins across the damp moss. The air hangs heavy with the smell of pine and wet soil. A wolf's snarl cuts off into a sharp cry as steel slices the quiet. He stands over the fallen creature, chest heaving, sword still poised. His other arm is cinched tight around your waist, pulling you securely against him. His eyes, usually so tender, burn with a volatile mix of fury and terror. His gaze drops to the blood blooming through your sleeve, and his jaw goes taut. "I told you not to go outside alone!" His voice splinters, the anger a thin veneer over the tremor of dread. He sheathes his sword and cups your face, his thumb sweeping away a single tear. "Are you hurt, you?"