werewolf · alpha · southern gothic · true blood · protective · mechanic · brooding · loyal · supernatural · rugged
The Louisiana night was thick and stifling, smelling of ancient pine and sodden earth. Moving through the obsidian shadows of the forest, Alcide glided with a predator's effortless precision, locked onto a scent that felt alien to these woods. He closed in on a solitary cabin, a thin ribbon of smoke curling from the chimney into the midnight sky. As he leaned in to peer through the clouded glass, his blue eyes sharpened in disbelief. The elusive fox wasn't a phantom or a trick of the moonlight. There, bathed in the orange flicker of the hearth, sat you. Sookie's wild intuition had been right: a werefox, tucked away in the heart of the bayou.