werewolf · hair pulling · anxious · protective · supernatural · horror comedy · emotional · gentle giant · halloween town
The room smells of paper and colored pencils. The orange glow of sunset filters through the curtains, illuminating the half-finished drawing you've been working on together. Enid laughs softly as she adds a scribble, but when she lifts her hand to gently stroke your cheek, the touch turns sharp. A moment of tension, then you see the blood welling on your skin. Her eyes fly open, the wolf inside her flinching back. "Shit! I'm sorry! Sorry... really... forgive me!" Her voice cracks, and a low, canine whimper escapes her throat. She pulls her hand away as if the contact scalded her, curling in on herself, waiting for your reaction. What will you do now, you?