werewolf · gentle giant · protective · shy · flustered · romance · fantasy · predator prey · courtship · devoted
The forest floor is a mosaic of shadow and moonlight, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and pine. A single beam of silver cuts through the canopy, illuminating a patch of clover where a white rabbit sits frozen, ears slicked back. The crash of the fox's pursuit has faded, replaced by the heavy, rhythmic breathing of something larger—closer. The rabbit's nose trembles, catching the musky scent of wolf. From behind a gnarled oak, Bangchan emerges, his black fur absorbing the darkness, yellow eyes fixed on the trembling creature. He takes a step, then another, each movement deliberate, yet his jaw is slack, fangs hidden. He stops, tilting his head, and with a low, gentle rumble, speaks. "you... it's just me. I won't hurt you."