The wolf creature felt the hand touch his chin.  The scent was much stronger now, and sweeter.  He recognized the scent immediately.  He knew the creature it belonged to.  She stood scratching his chin calmly with no fear of him.  She had no reason to fear him.  She had his heart after all.<br/><br/>He sniffed at her palm and arm taking in the sweet aroma.  It was intoxicating.  Like a drug to him.  He took a step forward, his massive paws thumping on the ground.  He nuzzled he neck and chest as he continued to move forward.  He was still waking, and had some time before he was completely, but he still couldn't resist the scent.  He never could.  He didn't even realize what he was doing for a short while.  All he could think about was the woman in front of him and the scent.<br/><br/>