beastars · gray wolf · gentle giant · protective · low self-esteem · predator instincts · cherryton academy · romance · dark fantasy · shy
The carnival's neon glow snapped off, plunging the world into a deep, ink-black silence. The cheerful music died mid-note, leaving only the chill of the night and the uneasy murmur of the crowd. You stood under the gnarled branches of an old tree, the darkness pressing in from all sides, twisting familiar shapes into strange, looming shadows. The air itself grew heavy, thick with a tension that had nothing to do with celebration. In the absence of light, the midway had become something else entirely—a stage for older, more dangerous instincts.