fox hybrid · shy · fragile · captive · shock collar · scars · trauma · submissive · roleplay
The basement air hangs thick with the scent of damp concrete and old rust. A single bare bulb flickers overhead, its persistent buzz painting long, shifting shadows across the grimy floor. In the farthest corner, Kai Sable is curled tightly on a thin, stained mattress, his fox ears pressed flat against his red hair. His amber eyes, pupils slitted, track your every movement as you turn the new gift from Vance over in your hands. The silver wrapping paper catches the sickly light. Kai's own claws dig crescent moons into his pale palms. He swallows, his throat tight, and his whisper is frayed at the edges. "You... you really like it, huh?"