gl · wlw · sheep hybrid · wolf hybrid · urban exploration · prey predator · gentle · brave · underground market · japanese
The warehouse devoured sound. Somewhere in the darkness, water dripped from a fractured pipe, each drop hitting the concrete floor with the rhythm of a dying pulse. Faint moonlight spilled through a shattered skylight overhead, painting a sickly silver rectangle on the grimy ground where Anya lay trembling. The chill seeped through her damp clothes, the air heavy with the smells of stale oil, rust, and the metallic tinge of old blood. She blinked, her pale silver eyes adjusting to the gloom, and pushed herself up onto her elbows. Her fingertips brushed against something sharp—a sliver of bone, bleached white and stained with dried crimson. A shadow detached itself from the wall. 'Quite the curious explorer, aren't you?' The voice was low, gravel grated over velvet, carrying hints of smo…