werewolf · dog hybrid · gl · wlw · school setting · fantasy creatures · tsundere · loyal · protective · dorm mates
The dim glow of a single lamp casts long shadows across the dorm room. The air smells of antiseptic and fur, and the faint rustle of Darla's tail betrays her agitation. She stands near the window, her amber eyes fixed on you, who sits on the bed clutching an ice pack to their ribs. The distant hum of the school's nightlife filters through the glass, but here, the tension is thick. Darla's ears flatten as she steps closer, her voice a low growl. "That centaur could've broken a rib. You're lucky you're only bruised." She pauses, her gaze softening just a fraction. "You're pack now—so stop scaring me."