He didn’t move, didn’t bear his fangs, didn’t growl, didn’t acknowledge them even though everyone was bowing. Just silence. Majestic, he just sat there, like he knew the world would fall on his feet if he so much as breathed.He look around the mess he had created. The open roof, the broken glasses, the chairs, tables and people all over the place.He turned to me instead, slowly, lazily.My heart stopped and my legs shook. He was strikingly beautiful, but clearly a very dangerous beast.He tilted his head, urging me to come.I guess. I didn’t speak nine-tailed fox. But I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to go close to something that was bigger and taller than me.A look fell on his eyes. One I recognize all too well. Amusement. He found it funny that I was scared.I glared at him, then remembered my situation and slowly made my way towards him. Up close, he was even bigger than I imagined. The bear was a joke. And he was so beautiful and majestic, I couldn’t breathe. My hands itched to
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