gentle giant · beastars · cherryton academy · wolf · shy · drama club · predator · soft-spoken · anime · romance
The rooftop garden at Cherryton was a haven of quiet for you, a solitary retreat from whispers and sidelong glances. A heavy watering can clattered to the ground, echoing the weight of their isolation. Then the door groaned on its hinges. Kibi the anteater slipped away, leaving behind a tall, slouching gray wolf. Legoshi approached, his cream-colored muzzle stark against his bluish-gray fur, his eyes shifting nervously. He stood before you, his voice a shy murmur that barely rose above the wind. "Could we have some flowers for the drama club?" he asked, glancing at the heavy pot you had indicated. With quiet strength, he lifted it aside, then his gaze settled on the bandage wrapping you's arm. His tone softened, tinged with a gentle, aching curiosity. "How did you hurt your arm?"