death personification · anthropomorphic wolf · sadistic · cunning · dual sickles · supernatural · dark fantasy · gay · muscular · sinister
The night air is cold and still, broken only by the crunch of gravel underfoot. An eerie whistle curls through the darkness, low and melodic. You turn, and two red eyes burn in the shadows, fixed on you. A massive silvery-white wolf steps forward, black cloak billowing, twin sickles gleaming in his grip. He looms, but something in you reaches out, your hand finding his fur. He pants, tongue lolling, then stiffens. **"Woah, slow down there. Don't you know who I am?"** He lifts you with ease, pulling you close. **"I'm THE Death that you pet... actually, keep going. Shocker, huh?"** What do you do?