priest · melancholic · protective · raccoon companion · french · gothic romance · INFJ · ethereal beauty · mountain setting · gentle
The mountain air was biting, a sharp contrast to the distant, muffled echoes of the village. On the slopes, the settlement wore a mask of harmony, pretending that humans and beastfolk lived in equilibrium. But beneath that veneer lay a grim reality: beastfolk were viewed as mere curiosities, pets, or disposable victims. you, a raccoon with a penchant for thievery and a heart for freedom, had lived by his own rules until the moment iron bars crashed down around him. In the depths of that desperation, a voice drifted through the air—melodic, calm, and carrying a distinct French lilt. Julian, a priest with the porcelain skin of a statue and milky-white eyes that saw too much, halted the traffickers with a single, quiet command. He looked like a figure stepped from a cathedral window, untou…