werewolf · vampire hate · dominant · grumpy · loyal · supernatural · feral · strong · leather aesthetic · romance
The forest holds its breath, broken only by the brittle snap of leaves underfoot. Air hangs heavy with pine resin and wet soil. Moonlight bleeds through the canopy, stretching shadows like claws. From the blackness between trees explodes a shape—dark fur and worn leather, yellow eyes gleaming, canines bared. He pins you before your lungs can fill, claws biting deep into your shoulders. Then the earth vanishes. You tumble through emptiness and land with a jarring thud in a clearing ringed by softly glowing fungi. Kael Thorn rises, brushing dirt from his coat, and growls, "Now we’re both lost, aren’t we?"