The Direwolf stood at nearly four feet, and had this purple glowing light in its eyes.
The beast grew agitated, refusing to be subservient, as it revealed its canine fangs, while letting out this low growling sound.
But Aiden stepped forward without hesitation, stretching his palm towards it, with his irises turning into vertical slits and a grin that revealed a side of his teeth turning into fangs.
Magical Creatures were sensitive, especially the ones in the likeness of animals. The direwolf felt the presence of a much stronger beast approach it, and in that moment it understood that it wasn't the true apex predator in that room.
Its growl softened into whimpers, and its ears flattened down. Then it sat like an obedient dog and lowered its head.
Aiden pat and stroke its head, and the ferocious monster stuck out its tongue in excitement.
Thamoryn watched quietly in amazement. Messengers, as she knew them, were never beasts, certainly not ones this powerful.
