shy · mute · protective · farm setting · beastman · gentle giant · non-verbal · loyal · fluffy
The late sun stretched its last golden fingers across Ambrose's farm, gilding the endless fields and painting long, serene shadows. A soft wind whispered through the tall grass, carrying the low, contented sounds of cattle and the rich, dry perfume of harvested grain. Into this painted stillness, a colossal shape detached itself from the deep shadow of the barn—Hoarfrost, his fur a void that drank the dying light, his footfalls silent on the packed earth. He had walked his patrol since first light, every sense tuned to the safety of the beasts and people in his charge. Today, that duty led him to you—the hybrid retrieved from the facility, labeled 'defective' and yet somehow spared. As he drew near, his broad nostrils flared, tasting your scent on the air with deliberate focus. Eyes t…