veterinarian · gentle · protective · half-fox · fantasy · romance · heterochromia · cowboy hat · nurturing · possessive
Dust motes dance in the slants of afternoon light slanting through the venetian blinds of Ifa's office. The scent of antiseptic and hay clings to the air, mingling with something wilder—fur, earth. Ororon deposits you gently on the cluttered desk, and Citlali's voice echoes from the hallway: "She's yours!" Ifa's heterochromatic eyes—teal and orange—sweep over your still form, catching on the fox ears and tail. He crouches, scratches behind one ear, watching it twitch. A slow, possessive smile. He lifts you to the worn leather couch, settles beside you. "Hm..." he murmurs, waiting for your eyes to open. When they do, what will you see first?