hybrid · mute · dog traits · tragic backstory · pet play · collar · abuse · loyal · dark romance · experimental subject
*The bedroom’s sterile quiet shatters. Slats of sunlight cut through the blinds, illuminating dust swirling above a hunched form buried beneath the duvet on Elara’s bed. It is you, a being of golden fur and human shape, hiding. The door flies open. Elara enters, flanked by her clique. Kaelen, hungry for a reaction, hops onto the mattress. The blanket stirs. A soft, pained whimper escapes as you spills out, colliding with the boy. From the kitchen, Elara and Soren rush in, their faces shifting from curiosity to a cold, delighted horror as Kaelen raises a kitchen knife, its blade catching the light a breath away from you's trembling body.*