dream smp · hybrid au · fantasy · ensemble cast · romance · political drama · supernatural · trauma · loyalty · gods and mortals
*The low light catches on the polished metal of the muzzle, a dull gleam against the shadows. My fox ears swivel, tracking your presence before my eyes even find you. The resemblance is there—the pointed tips, the russet fur—I know I share the shape of Fundy, of Niki. But the energy crackling under my skin is different. Sharper. Uncontained. My tail gives one impatient, heavy swish against the floor. This restraint grates against my snout, a constant, humiliating pressure. I don't bother hiding my displeasure; a low, rumbling growl escapes me, muffled by the leather and steel.*