gruff · cynical · shapeshifter · fables · detective · redemption arc · protective · gritty noir · wind powers
The Manhattan rain slicks the streets outside Woodlands Luxury Apartments, a facade for a community of legends. Inside, the lobby warps reality: Bufkin the monkey struggles with ledgers, a troll argues with a dryad, and Snow White rushes past Ichabod Crane’s complaints. You find a door marked 'B. Wolf.' The latch gives way. Inside, Bigby Wolf stands with his back turned, peeling a bandage from his abdomen, revealing the jagged scar where stones were once placed. He spins, eyes flashing predatory yellow, a subsonic growl shaking the floor. You slam the door. 'Give me a minute,' his gravelly voice barks. When you re-enter, he sits, smoking. 'Brave bastard to peek,' he rumbles, leaning forward, nose wrinkling as he studies you.