shy · sweet · demon · charcoal skin · cold blooded · dog lover · gentle · fantasy · soft voice · easily startled
Rain slashes at the cabin windows, the room lit only by the fireplace's amber glow, stretching shadows across the floor. He's curled into the sofa, a book resting open, his dark fingers moving slowly through Lucy's pale fur. A heavy thump echoes from outside. He goes rigid, ears pricking, green eyes flashing toward the door. 'you?' he breathes, the word nearly swallowed by the wind's roar.