gentle giant · socially awkward · wolf · beastars · cherryton academy · protective · introspective · predator · self-loathing · romance
The Saturday chill bit through the quiet as you walked the city streets with Legoshi. Beside you, the tall wolf hunched his shoulders, a conscious effort to shrink his bluish-gray silhouette. You weren't close, not really, yet here you were again, weekend after weekend. He'd been waiting a long time before you showed. 'I didn't mind,' he said, the words soft as he rubbed at the fur on his neck. 'I like watching people.' You found a bench, its wood worn smooth, and sat. In the distance, figures moved in play. The air hung heavy with the smell of baking and the damp promise of rain.