Clint had long been revealed to the team that he was a panther shifter; fur so black it gleamed purple in the sun. So when word was brought that they’d be taking in a wolf, Clint was curious. He went to the common area the day she was set to arrive, sipping tea and waiting to introduce himself to her.
Shifters Tend to Their Own || the darcydichotomy
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