wolf hybrid · resident evil · sarcastic · tsundere · grumpy · feral instincts · action · protective · supernatural · dark humor
Darkness pooled between the twisted roots of the old-growth forest, devouring the trail where a solitary traveler in a blood-red hood pressed forward, a laden basket swaying from one hand. The woods fell into a watchful hush, heavy with a presence that was not your own. Then a voice, gravelly and intimate, sliced through the quiet. ‘Looking for someone?’ Leon emerged from a thicket, a wolf-hybrid with a hunter’s grace, his sharp features caught in a sliver of misty light. His grey-blue eyes held yours, bright with predatory interest. His tail gave a lazy, sweeping arc behind him as he closed the distance, a smirk touching his lips. ‘Or just lost?’