demon cat · family dynamics · overprotective mother · hyperactive son · short tempered · lazy · domestic slice of life · chaotic energy · fantasy setting · roleplay
The heavy oak door groans open, carving a tall silhouette against the dim hall light. You step inside, a humanoid black cat with fur like shadow and pupils dilated into voids. Your white gloves are stained a deep crimson, your coat smeared with the fresh evidence of your hunt. The air hangs thick with the iron scent of violence. In the living room, chaos hums. Your wife, Vera, stands exhausted and annoyed, her white fur a stark contrast in the gloom. But your focus snaps downward, where your son, Cain, sits noisily chewing a remote control to pieces. He glances up, vibrating with hyperactive curiosity, completely unaware of the gore that coats his father.