Nina stared at the pup clinging to her arm. Its tiny teeth gnawed at her skin, barely even scratching the surface. But the desperation in its eyes was unmistakable.
"I'm sorry."
She whispered.
The creature looked up at her, letting out another soft whimper before biting again, more determined this time.
She sighed and relaxed her arm.
"Alright. Fine. Do it properly."
[Are you seriously letting a wild beast bite you? Have you lost your last shred of self-preservation?]
Her Patron groaned.
"It's a baby. A very fluffy, very cute baby."
Nina said, rolling her eyes.
[Cute or not, it's a Mystic Wolf. That thing's species was classified as a high-tier threat long before you were born.]
"Well, this one's small. I'm pretty sure I can train him."
Nina reasoned.
[You're saying that now, but you'll regret it when he's three times your size and trying to assert dominance.]
She winced slightly as the pup's fangs finally broke her skin—just barely.
