An Explanation (Of Sorts)

There's no way I can ask her why she wants me to fuck some cubs into her. Chances are the response will be less than pleasant. But perhaps I can get some info on how she operates.

“So Winnie, Why do you refer to your wolf side as another person,” I said as I set the plate of pork sausages on a big plate.

She looked up from her hefty breakfast, and straight at me, “Because we’re polar opposites that's why.”

I cut into my pancakes, “I got that far, But how in what way?”

She took another bite of her sausage using her bare hands, “Well, when I’m like that, Its all instinct...She’s in the driver seat and I'm in the trunk for a bit. I’m….She's not the sharpest tool in the shed, So She tends to get me in trouble at night, But at the same time...she blunt, loyal, and honest to a fault,”. She blushes a deep red, before continuing, “Me on the other hand…”

“Is perfectly fine.”

She looked up at me, “Wha?”

I took my empty plate to the sink,“Winnie, you're fine just the way you are. You don't need to worry about how you act around me. I just want you to know that.”

I heard a faint sniffle emit from the table, Turning, I spotted her just in time to see her wipe a small tear from her eye, She looked at me and pouted, “W-What?! There was something in my eye! It's making me tear up.”

I smiled and walked up to her, taking in her natural beauty. And planted a kiss on her forehead.