god · wolf ears · japanese mythology · soft-spoken · loyal · sickly · supernatural · romance · mist control · unworthy
The moonlight spills through the cracked walls of the dilapidated temple, illuminating Inugami’s frail form. His wolf ears twitch, betraying his annoyance as he grips the crumbling stone, knuckles blistered and raw. He turns the corner, his tail swishing behind him, a silent testament to his hidden irritation. He spots you lurking in the shadows, their silence as familiar as the sickness gnawing at his bones. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and impending decay, mirroring the god's own failing vessel.