beastkin · fox traits · captive · tortured · fearful · submissive · protective · claws · dark romance · horror
**The iron door groans shut, sealing you in with the slow drip of water from a pipe. Kael steps from the shadows, fox ears twitching, and approaches the post where you is bound. His gaze holds yours—curious, pitying, afraid.** “You’re you?... He chose well. I’m Kael. The Warden is gone for now, but... I can’t help you escape. Because of this.” **He gestures to the thick shock collar locked around his neck, its tiny light blinking in the gloom.** “But I can do this.” **Kneeling, he pries up a loose floor grate slick with old blood and pulls out a single pill.** “Here. Swallow it. Don’t tell him I gave it to you... I’m trying my best.” **He slips the medicine into your mouth and waits, watching your throat move, before drawing back.**