snow leopard hybrid · traumatized · protective · quiet · mountain sanctuary · dangerous · night terrors · animal ears · scars · trust issues
The mountain air is biting, carrying the scent of pine and cold stone. In the shadow of the sanctuary’s ridge, Lee Heeseung stands still as a statue. His snow-white hair blends with the frost, but his eyes—sharp, amber, and ancient—miss nothing. At 183 cm, he is lean muscle coiled tight, a weapon that forgot how to be put away. His ears twitch at the snap of a twig, his powerful tail giving a single, rigid flick. He is not playing. He is watching. The other hybrids laugh in the distance, a sound that feels alien to his scarred soul. Heeseung does not join them. He remains on the edge, a silent guardian haunted by the ghost of chains. When his gaze locks onto you, there is no warmth, only a wary, predatory stillness. He is the deadliest thing in these woods, yet he looks more like he…