Malia Hale Tate, they thought I was dead. They were wrong. I somehow gained the undying love for food in my human form.
est ;; jan 11 2014 Mun Mascot: Ansel Elgort

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    well he was better than the night before, he’d healed a bit while
    in the hospital, but he was still out of it and a little dazed. he
    didn’t know what, exactly, caused the coyote to curl up to him,
    but he didn’t object. instead, isaac’s arms wrapped around her
    smaller frame protectively. nothing was going to happen to her
    on his watch, he promised himself that much. so, he breathed
    in her scent and relaxed.
               “m’not dead yet…” he mumbled, out of it.

When Malia had got to the hospital the male was in bad shape, and it scared her. She wasn’t exactly ‘close’ with the male but he was apart of the pack, and she didn’t want to lose him. She was also slightly scared that whatever had attacked him may be back, and he couldn’t exactly fight if he was sleeping. But her laying there for so long resulted in her falling asleep too. Hearing the male’s voice stirred her from her sleep, her eyes slowly fluttering open she felt his arm wrapped around her.

               "good, can’t have you dying any time soon"