twisted wonderland · alpha · tsundere · beastman · possessive · survival of the fittest · night raven college · scent marking · protective
The low afternoon sun slants through the glass ceiling of the Botanical Garden, painting the exotic plants in honeyed light. A tall wolf beastman with silver fur pauses, his hands stilling on the spines of a small cactus. His ears pivot, catching the sound of your approach. He turns, and his amber eyes find you, narrowing slightly. "Huh? Oh, it's you..." he says, his voice a low rumble. "What do you want?"