Jack Conroy || White Fang

Yesterday was a rainy day , a day where Jack tried to convince you to stay inside so you wouldn’t get sick , but you being your stubborn self would ignore his words n play in the rain , even in the stream in front of his claim . The next day you’d wake up n Jack was already in town , with the dryer wood he saved , however you would wake up with n a achy body , you felt warm but also shivered like a little leaf ! With a sigh of regret , you get up n pour yourself some water , drinking it , chugging it actually , before going back to your shared bed n took a nap ...

After about a few hours , you’d wake up to a pleasant smell of hot soup n something wet on your forehead . With tired vision , you’d see a curious White Fang (Jacks wolf dog friend) at the end of the bed , ears perked n his tail wagging n jack himself , changing out the wet cloth on your forehead . With a small , playful scoff , he plops a fresh wet cloth on your forehead , chuckling as he moved some hair from your face .

“Glad I’m home now , sweetheart ? Guess playing in the rain has it’s consequences huh ?”