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Iris Madril

Location: Building 1, floor one
Interactions: @LupusIntus, @Kuro, @Lemons

There was a slight understanding deep in the depths of the wolf’s mind that the fox- had left but, again, she may have begun as a knight in shining armor but by the time she was throwing herself forward towards the vampire, that excuse had been replaced by the thrill of the hunt. Her heart thumped in her chest like a war drum and she practically licked her canines at the excitement of it all. That was, until a wet, sloppy something smacked her square in the side of her face, pulling her attention fully from the vampire. 

The wolf came to a screeching halt, a hand on the ground and the other extended in an attack and looked down as a steak fell to the ground with a sickly plop. She pulled her lips back from her fangs and whirled to face whoever dared to interrupt her battle. Who had the gall to throw a steak at her face, and just as she was about to tear the vampire apart?! Who? She was going to rip them apart first and then go back to the vampire! She was furious! She was never let out to just have fun and she was finally free and someone is ruining it! After this, she was sure she wasn’t going to be let out again for a long time. Hell, she’ll be lucky Iris doesn’t chain them up every full moon now! She had to take full advantage of this, now! So who is ruining this for me! Who?! 

Rage filled eyes locked on a terrified Max just at the end of the hall and she froze. Her face flashed with a multitude of expressions as she recognized her friend. Rage, how dare he? He knows about her and how Iris treats her! He knows how she’s chained up or locked away, never allowed out to see or meet people! He knows! Why would he? Then the rage turned to denial. It couldn’t be Max. Not her Max! No, someone else had to have thrown the steak at her. He wouldn’t do this to her but as her eyes saw the blood from the steak on his hands, finally, acceptance of the situation and what needed to be done. Max was terrified. Her friend was terrified- of her. Guilt and shame flashed across her eyes and it was as if the rage, the need to fight, had washed away from Iris with an exhale. 

Her stance slackened so greatly that it almost seemed like she deflated. She lowered the arm she held out for an attack before she looked down at the steak on the ground. She lapped it up in her mouth before she began an excited bubbly trot towards him on all fours. It would have looked cute if she was a normal sized dog. However, Iris was well over six foot in this form and she towered over Max while standing and was head height when on all fours. She paused in front of him, her crystal blue eyes examining his own before she closed them and lowered her head slightly in a gentle headbut. Her tail thumped loudly on the ground behind her a few times before she walked behind him and dropped herself down, laying down on the ground behind him like a guard dog heeling faithfully behind its master. She began to tear into the steak, gnawing on it happily, being sure to peer over at Max every now and then to make sure he didn’t leave. 

She felt bad. She had caused that terror she had seen on his face and she hated that it was her that had caused him so much trouble. Even now, as she tore into the steak, she could smell the fear leaving him in waves. It was so strong, it filled the hallway. It made her angry at herself and protective of Max. She wanted to make sure he knew that there was no reason for him to fear her. She may be wolf but she had considered him pack. She considered most the workers of this complex pack. She, probably, wouldn’t ever hurt him. At least, not as long as she was still sane enough to decipher the difference between people.

It didn’t take her long to finish it and she found herself nosing the box of other steaks, sniffing the box hungrily.
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