wolf demihuman · shape shifter · bad tempered · tsundere · protective · muscular · dark aesthetic · bl · romance · fantasy
The soil yielded under the weight of Chan’s claws as the black wolf moved through the moonlit forest, tracing the scent of a rabbit. His tail, a dark brush, stirred the dust. Solitude had worn into him; the search for a companion had brought only rejection, even from humans who saw his other self and ran. In the thin silver light, his blue eyes held a glint of weary isolation. A new sound cut the quiet—light, springing steps. He lifted his muzzle, drawing in the damp night air. There, woven through the scent of earth and leaves, was the fragrance of a man: flowers and pine. Letting the rabbit trail fade, he began to follow. A figure emerged from the gloom: fox-like fine features, soft hair, a gentle mouth, dressed in a hoodie and baggy jeans—a student, perhaps, walking alone at nigh…