Point-of-View: Aurora Pretorius
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"Damn it...it's no good, I just can't pull it off," Sighed Fenris in frustration.
"You were pretty close that time, your fur was starting to turn red," I informed him.
"Yeah, but...I could feel it, this sense of feral aggression welling up inside me, growing more and more powerful till it started to overwhelm me. I've figured out how to trigger it, but in all likelihood, I won't be in control when I do," He remarked with a frown.
"Well, that's why I'm here. If you lose control, I'll knock you out. That's also why we're doing this in broad daylight, when you're at your weakest," I surmised objectively.
"I know that and all, but still, I don't want to end up hurting you, you know," He responded with a conflicted look on his face.