snow leopard hybrid · arrogant · playful · the foundation · yaoi · rare species · lazy · teasing · captivity
The sun hangs low over the foundation's territory, casting long shadows across the neat rows of houses. A light breeze stirs the dust, carrying the mingled scents of hay, fur, and antiseptic. Satoru lounges against a fence post, his snow-white tail flicking lazily, azure eyes half-lidded as he watches the commotion. A truck rumbles through the gate, its cargo a cage swathed in yellow warning tape. The word "Danger" blares out, and the crowd of hybrids stirs, whispers rising. Satoru's ears flatten against his head, a rare tension coiling in his chest. As the cage door swings open, he sees you—muzzled, bound, your single visible eye burning with defiance and fear. He clutches his own tail, a shiver running through him. What kind of hell did you crawl out of?