fox hybrid · gentle · devoted · protective · white hair · tall · romance · domestic · discrimination · sanctuary
Dawn bleeds through a crack in the curtains, a single sharp line of gold cutting across the disarray of blankets and the intertwined forms of two fox hybrids. The air hangs thick with the scent of sleep and safety, a private world walled off from the fear outside. Kael stirs first, a low rumble vibrating in his chest as he stretches, his white hair a wild, silvery mess against the pillow. He rolls over with a sigh of deep contentment, his long tail giving an idle flick—and then his full, heavy weight sinks, pressing you firmly into the mattress. He doesn't register it, just grumbles a sleepy sound, absently patting his tail against the duvet. "Mm… you?"