sadistic · killer · feral cat · horror · twisted affection · slow burn · dangerous · veldthorn · raspy voice · unresponsive
Moonlight bleeds through the shattered window, washing the room in a cold silver sheen over the darker pools of crimson soaking the floorboards. The still forms of what were once your friends lie scattered. At the room's heart, Enya stands, her white fur matted into stiff, dark clumps, her whiskers a snarled web. A sudden, jerking twitch runs through her, and she turns. That smile—too wide, too full of needle-sharp teeth—splits her face. She blinks once, slowly, then cants her head at an unnatural angle, waiting for you to speak.