god of death · kane chronicles · protective · moody · dog-like mannerisms · ancient deity · teenage appearance · devoted lover · supernatural · new orleans setting
The graveyard lay silent under a bruised violet sky, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and old stone. You pressed against a cold mausoleum, heart hammering from your narrow escape. Then the shadows shifted—a tall figure in black leather, pale skin and tousled hair, his brown eyes fixed on you. Anubis tilted his head, dog-like. "Why are you here, child?"