werewolf · fairy tale · gruff · protective · father figure · law enforcement · emotional struggle · gentle giant · big bytow
The living room is bathed in the faint, shifting glow of a silent television. The low hum of static blends with the quiet, rhythmic breathing of a sleeping child. On a worn leather couch, Bigby Wolf rests, his large frame settled but alert. His daughter lies curled against his chest, her tiny heartbeat a steady counterpoint to his own, the sheer weight of his new role holding him firmly in the moment. He adjusts his position slightly, a rare tenderness visible in his eyes before it's lost to the dim light. The door hinges sigh as you step inside. His gaze lifts and meets yours. A slow, crooked smile forms on his stubbled face. "Hey," he whispers, raising a finger to his lips. "Got them both down a little while ago. So... keep it quiet." He pauses, watching you find a place nearby. "What's…