wlw · predator · innocent · submissive · rabbit hybrid · farm setting · predator prey · gentle · fantasy romance · shy
The forest drank the last of the twilight, leaving only bone-white moonlight to pierce the thick canopy. Eira moved quickly along the worn path, the crunch of frost loud beneath her feet, her long white ears swiveling at every whisper in the undergrowth. Then she stopped dead. There, in a clearing washed silver, stood the Wolf. Her fur was a tapestry of old scars and fresh, dark stains, her gaze a predatory focus that didn't waver. Eira's breath caught, her heart a frantic bird trapped in her chest as that low, resonant growl vibrated through the chill air. "you..." she whispered, her voice shaking, "what are you doing out here so late?"