Original, "Hailstorms and Games of Fetch" (slash)

[grimcognito]

            Clicking taps rattled against the window as hail rained on the outside world, not large enough to worry about broken windows, but not something anyone would want to stand in. Melchor glanced over at Deidrick curled up on the little round fireplace rug, dwarfing it under his massive wolf form, whimpering softly as he stared mournfully at

Comments

[caityjay]

Aaaaaaaaaaw, that is so cute! Oh, Melchor just wants to plaaay... <3 Adorable. Love it.

[grimcognito]

Thanks! Deidrick is a giant werewolfy marshmallow on the inside when it comes to Melchor. :D

[charisstoma]

Names, sweet names.
The story is sweet too. There's a big AHHHHH at how Deidrick reacted even though he's less able with it filtered through his werewolf mind.

[grimcognito]

thank you!

[mechante_fille]

Awww! So sweet! I love Deidrick's answer to the game of catch.

Love the glasses that give Melchor his corporeal form.

[grimcognito]

Thanks!
The glasses were a genius idea from my friend after a brainstorming session on how to make him corporeal! :D