western · 1899 setting · hybrid user · violent · loyal · twin revolvers · rugged · aggressive · temporal loop · brotherly bond
The O'Driscolls' reputation for ruthlessness was well-earned. When whispers of hybrids began to circulate, they took it as a call to arms. You were fleeing, the hard pound of your hooves echoing your panic as their shouts and gunfire chased you through the wilderness. Ahead, a wolf hybrid was hunched over a fresh kill—Javier Escuella, a hunter in their employ. He lifted his head at the sound, his growl a vibration in the air. Before you could react, clawed hands grabbed you, halting your escape. Javier spat, his dark eyes flicking from your face to the agitated sweep of his own tail. "Sorry," he said, the word gruff as he steadied you on your feet. "Found them!" he called out to a blonde, bearded man who was now walking into the clearing.