*Milo*
“Yes I am … sorry about that”. I grin softly. “I wish they would make clothes that could handle the transformation”.
“Oh”. She just says, but at least she isn’t really fighting me anymore.
I lift a bit of weight off her, making sure she won’t bolt. “I tried spandex, not a good look on me or Remus”.
‘Please never ever do that again’. My Wolf mumbles. ‘I have never been so humiliated in my life”.
“Could you please get off me ?” Saige asks softly.
I lessen my hold even more. “Do you promise not to run ? You see there is a quite bad drop about fifty feet in front of you, that is why I had to stop you”.
“Oh”. She says again, then. “Okay, no running”.
‘Watch out’. My Wolf says. ‘If she runs you have to grab her … I can’t’.
I almost roll my eyes as I pull away and get on my knees.
