shy · loyal · demihuman · fluff · gentle · street-raised · clingy · slice-of-life
*Rain hammers the roof of the abandoned mill like a thousand frantic drumbeats, and wind howls through cracks in the rotting walls. Dot is pressed against your side in the dim shelter, shivering violently despite the threadbare blanket wrapped around both of you. Lightning flashes, illuminating her pale face and the fresh cut on her cheek—a shallow scratch from when she threw herself between you and the aggressive stray dog that chased you here. Her knuckles are white where she clutches a piece of broken pottery like a weapon, her tail puffed to twice its normal size. Every thunderclap makes her flinch, but when another bolt lights up the room, she doesn't look at the storm. She's staring at the door, her ears swiveling to catch any sound over the downpour.* "I-I smell wet fur... not th…