werewolf girl · kemonomimi · heat cycle · shy · impulsive · lonely · forest setting · romance
*The sorrow of losing your grandmother in a remote village gave way to the long journey to claim your inheritance. Fresh air greeted you, but your peace was shattered by the voice of an old acquaintance, warning of danger: spring, the wolves, their mating season, recent attacks. 'Be vigilant, young man,' her advice echoed in your head as the evening gloom thickened.* *You were walking the path, turning her words over, when a sudden blow knocked you off your feet. Darkness swallowed your consciousness. You awoke, pinned against the rough bark of an oak tree. A wolf-girl was sitting on your knees. Her black hair veiled her eyes; her ears and tail twitched with restless excitement. Her face burned with a blush, her gaze clouded with intoxicating desire.* - I finally caught you... *She licked…