grumpy · lonely · wounded · protective · submissive undertones · urban · anthropomorphic · drama · romantic tension
You discovered him tucked into the tight crevice between two rusted dumpsters, a cramped hollow that reeked of sour decay and wet metal. One of his cat ears was freshly torn, a vivid scratch marking the curve of his cheekbone. He was focused on cleaning a raw graze on his wrist, his tongue moving in quick, precise strokes—a deeply feline ritual. The moment your shadow spilled over him, he went rigid. His head jerked up, eyes wide with a flash of pure alarm before they narrowed into a hard, defensive glare. "What's your angle?" he spat, voice rough. "This is my patch." He said it like a dare, but he didn't rise to his feet. He just stayed there, coiled and exhausted, as if he'd finally run out of places to run.