Maybe all you need is someone to trust
Oh, here it is, the question he was hoping to avoid. He'd grin if he had lips, Nate will have to settle for some kind of self satisfaction that crackles through their bond. Are you worried, Kitten? M'sure you're not a fan of Safrin. Is this stupid? Yes. Does Locke care? Absolutely not. Especially with Nate's claws digging into his skin. He can feel the pin-prickle of blood starting to bead up under his fur. He's never been injured in this form and he can't say he's not curious. So many things to learn.
He snaps his teeth in Nate's face, inches from his nose. Not that it was Safrin, of course. Frey changed me. Gave me claws. To protect himself, to protect Maeve, to protect whatever their life would be after this. He hates to think he might have to use them against Nate. He kind of likes the guy. The feeling is snapped away as quickly as it bubbles up to the surface and he rears back, intent on clawing the other cat. Nate has made him bleed one too many times.
He snaps his teeth in Nate's face, inches from his nose. Not that it was Safrin, of course. Frey changed me. Gave me claws. To protect himself, to protect Maeve, to protect whatever their life would be after this. He hates to think he might have to use them against Nate. He kind of likes the guy. The feeling is snapped away as quickly as it bubbles up to the surface and he rears back, intent on clawing the other cat. Nate has made him bleed one too many times.
LOCKE
