Dragongal
Miss Medic
Arryn sat up a bit and smiled slightly, before reaching out and brushing his hair back. "I just worry for you, love. When you're half-way, in my mind, it's like... like you're fragile. I think it's just because my first few shifts hurt so bad. It is normal to me to hug you now, or as a wolf, but as half? It's just... so odd."