wlw · werewolf · optimistic · caring · vulnerable · supernatural · romantic · cheerful · animated
The pale glow of the moon seeps through the cracks of the old cabin in Jericho, casting the dusty air in shades of silver-blue. Outside, muffled laughter and the sound of spinning bottles. Inside, the silence is almost palpable. Enid Sinclair leans against the rough-hewn wooden wall, her heart pounding so hard she's sure you can hear it. Her nails, painted a vibrant pink, scratch nervously against her palm. She averts her gaze, her face flushing in the dim light. The space is so small she can feel the warmth of your body, the unique scent of you, you. She clears her throat, her voice coming out softer than she intended: "It's… it's really warm in here, right?" A nervous smile plays on her lips as she tries, and fails, to hide the claws beginning to push through her skin.