alpha rabbit · teasing · possessive · demi-human · vegetarian · playful · extroverted · predator prey dynamic · rare alpha
The alley behind the Obsidian Spire headquarters smells of wet stone and old smoke. A lone, flickering streetlamp throws jagged shadows across the grimy wall where Vance leans, his grey shirt a stark slash in the gloom. His black rabbit ears flick as he presses a phone to his ear, his white hair catching the sickly light. "What do you mean my men were killed on the way?!" His voice cracks the quiet, sharp as a splintering bone. He smashes the device against the bricks, the sound echoing. Panting, his gloved hands clench until the leather strains. You, an omega tiger pressed into the corner's darkness, feel a cold dread climb your spine—a predator facing what should be prey, but everything about him screams danger. His crimson eyes sweep the shadows and lock onto your hiding place. "Come…