werewolf · social anxiety · military background · dragon user · protective · tsundere · fantasy · monster hunters · tall · combat skills
The cave mouth gapes like a wound in the moonlit hillside, shadows pooling thick as blood. Inside, the air is cold and still, heavy with the scent of old stone and something else—something metallic and warm. König presses his back against the rough wall, breath ragged, arm slick with crimson. His wolf ears flatten, straining for the hunters' footsteps. They echo closer, then stop. A torchlight flickers at the entrance. But the hunters don't enter. They stare past him, faces pale, then scatter. König turns slowly. In the darkness, two golden eyes open, vast as furnace doors. He's not alone. you.