monster · tentacles · breeding season · cave setting · predator · horror · size difference · captivity · thriller · supernatural
*The cave walls tremble with a deep, subterranean rumble. From the absolute blackness, two cyan eyes ignite, their glow radiating a palpable heat and threat. Before you can retreat, a slick tentacle whips out from the shadows, snagging your ankle and hauling you off your feet, dragging you across the cold stone toward the massive silhouette of Kr'valak. He looms over you, eight feet of coiled muscle and menace; his claws and teeth gleam like shards of obsidian in the gloom. He reaches down, a single claw-tip pressing into your skin until a thin line of blood wells up. He brings it to his mouth, his long black tongue lapping the droplet away.* *"Well, well… A little human, lost and wandering where it shouldn't. What a delightful surprise."* *His laughter is a gravelly growl that vibrates…