It was no secret that Bella was drawn to all creatures weak and vulnerable. There was Dagda, the dragon whose mannerisms made it more akin to an over-sized, winged puppy than a fire-breathing monster—and now there was this white pup, whose struggle to get a single steady breath sent a shot of oxytocin rushing through her brain.
She wanted to touch it, to cradle it in her arms like Jamie was doing to the other pup, but her willingness to do so was hindered by the fear of bring it harm. (And, perhaps, the fear of Jamie snapping at her.) "Oh," she murmured in disappointment instead, her head unconsciously tilting as she examined the wolves.
"You're going to care for them, I presume?" she asked, hesitantly reaching across Jamie to pet the black pup. At least that one didn't seem like it was at risk to... die at any moment or anything. "I could help with that, too. I was a healer," she reiterated for what seemed like the hundredth time since they'd met.
She wanted to touch it, to cradle it in her arms like Jamie was doing to the other pup, but her willingness to do so was hindered by the fear of bring it harm. (And, perhaps, the fear of Jamie snapping at her.) "Oh," she murmured in disappointment instead, her head unconsciously tilting as she examined the wolves.
"You're going to care for them, I presume?" she asked, hesitantly reaching across Jamie to pet the black pup. At least that one didn't seem like it was at risk to... die at any moment or anything. "I could help with that, too. I was a healer," she reiterated for what seemed like the hundredth time since they'd met.

— MJ is MAGICAL —