Sascha

He / him • Bi • Poly

Mate: Llorva

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I'll write something here one day.

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INTERACTIONS

▸Pick a Fight

Deciding to stir up some trouble, you bound towards Sascha with your teeth bared and your ears flattened against your head. He seems unsure of how to react; at first, he just sort of stares at you, apparently expecting you to either realize your mistake or claim that the whole thing was a joke. And, upon finding that you did not intend to back down, he rises to his paws and softly tells you to brace yourself.
The next thing you know, your nose has been planted into the dirt. You have no choice but to accept your pathetically easy defeat lest you want a couple of teeth knocked out. Sascha leans down to give the back of your ear a gentle lick in apology before he strides off; best start catching up on all that time of his you just wasted.

▸Challenge

He was patient with you before, but Sascha doesn't seem to want to take your aggression lightly. He doesn't hesitate to smack you straight down into the grass, after which a couple of his bulkier pack-mates chase you off of pack land and remark the borders in front of you to assure you that you are no longer welcome.

▸Strike a Conversation

You find Sascha surveying the outskirts of his territory. He looks rather bored, so you approach him to offer your company. He offers you a spot beside him and asks you about your day, and when you ask him about his, he sort of brushes the question off and returns it back to you.

▸Comfort

Today has been a rough day for everyone. Tension between pack-members has been growing by the day as more wolves are introduced into the pack. And, as expected, the king has been having a bit of trouble coping with all of these arising problems. 
You cautiously approach Sascha, who is pacing about in front of his den with his ears pinned stiffly to his head. You can see the pain in his eyes as he bids you good morning; although there is a smile on his maw, the stiffness in his stance is obvious. You ask him if he'd like to sit with you, to which he initially disagrees, but it doesn't take much insistence to get him to settle down by your side. Everyone deserves a breather.

▸Flirt

Whatever filthy thing or terrible pickup line had just come out of your mouth makes Sascha's cheeks tinge pink. He scrunches up his nose slightly with a sly grin tugging at the corner of his maw and coyly reminds you to watch your tongue lest you find yourself in trouble.