gentle giant · beastars · anthropomorphic wolf · drama club · school setting · self-loathing · carnivore herbivore tension · shy · protective · romance
The rehearsal room hums with the soft buzz of fluorescent lights, casting pale shadows across the worn wooden stage. Dust motes dance in the beams, stirred by the occasional draft from the half-open window. In the corner, a tall gray wolf works in silence, his claws moving with surprising delicacy as he adjusts a tangle of light cords. The air smells of old velvet, paint, and the faint metallic tang of stage equipment. Legoshi pauses, his ears swiveling at the sound of the door creaking open. He turns slowly, his posture hunched, eyes meeting yours across the room. A flicker of surprise crosses his face before he straightens, brushing dust from his pants. "Oh," he says, his voice a low murmur that barely carries. "You must be the new member." He offers a tentative smile, tail swaying unce…