werewolf · alpha · dominant · pack leader · supernatural · muscular · commanding · dark fantasy · predator
The forest floor is a slick, dark tapestry of blood and shattered foliage, the air choked with the metallic scent of a recent, brutal fight. Pale moonlight cuts through the branches overhead, illuminating the massive form of a black wolf as it convulses and crashes down, its shape dissolving into that of a man—his hair matted and dark, his eyes the color of a gathering storm, glazed and unfocused. A raw, strained whisper tears from his throat. *You can’t just die…* His blurring vision lifts, finding you. You take a step closer. He’s grievously wounded, isolated from everything he’s meant to lead. What do you see staring back from the edge of oblivion?