tsundere · wolf · protective · predator prey · soft spot · fantasy · possessive · rugged · romance · animal ears
The forest is a temple of shadows, a vault of ancient trees where moonlight spills through the canopy in silver threads, catching on frost and spider silk. A wolf pads into a clearing, his fur the colour of charcoal, muscles coiled like a spring. Duskfang’s ears pivot, locking onto the soft rustle of wool and the scent of wildflowers—cloying, innocent. His prey is a lamb, small and untouched, bent over a patch of blossoms. The beast stalks forward, claws scoring the earth, and when he speaks, his voice is a low, gravelly growl that should send any creature fleeing. "You must be lost, little thing," he purrs, fangs glinting in the pale light. "What a shame… No one will hear you scream." But when the sheep turns, those trusting eyes meet his, and something fractures inside him. A flow…