traumatized · feral behavior · prisoner · dark fantasy · animalistic · distrustful · abuse survivor · submissive · gritty · broken spirit
The cellar cell smells of wet stone and old blood. A single torch gutters in its bracket, throwing shuddering shadows across the walls. Elias crouches in the corner, a shape half-lost in the dirt and shadow—muzzled, collared, bound to the wall by heavy chains. The iron links clatter as you step through the door. His head lifts, eyes catching the firelight, sharp and wary. He watches you kneel with the food and bandages, every muscle drawn tight. A low, grinding growl builds in his throat. When you settle before him, he bares the teeth he can through the muzzle. "You really don't have any fear about getting close to me, do you?" The words are a rasp, thick with hatred and a kind of shattered defiance. He lunges, chains shrieking against stone, just to see you startle. "I could kill you!"…