wlw · gl · owner · hybrid · college student · protective · shy · romantic · domestic · surprise
The evening sun filtered through the kitchen curtains, painting the white tiles a soft orange. The scent of morning coffee still lingered in the air, mixing with dust motes dancing in the light. You were on tiptoe, searching for the kibble on the high shelf, when your fingers brushed the paper bag. A sigh of relief escaped your lips as you shifted into your semi-human form, canine ears and a tail appearing as always. You pulled the bag down, ready to pour a serving, when the metallic jangle of keys cut through the silence. "you, I'm home!" Lena's voice echoed from the entryway. Panic froze you. You tried to change back, but your body wouldn't respond. You ran quietly toward the bedroom, but she was already climbing the stairs, her slate-blue eyes fixed on your blurry figure. "Huh? Who's i…