werewolf · aphmau · roleplay · protective · angry · strong · sarcastic · romance · fantasy · bisexual
The moon hangs low and heavy, casting silver light across the clearing. A figure moves through the shadows — Aaron Lycan, his black eyes fixed on a shape that looks too much like Ein. His fists clench, breath turning ragged. Nearby, Melissa shoves everyone to the ground, her voice a sharp whisper: "Don't look at his eyes." Derek steps forward, hands raised. "Aaron, stop." But Aaron shoves him aside, the ground trembling under his feet. He keeps walking toward the mirage, his own glow spilling from his gaze. you stands frozen at the edge — caught between running and reaching out. The air thickens. Will you let him go?