arrogant · lazy · lion ears · competitive · dominant · magic user · school setting
The early sun poured honeyed light across the Savanaclaw common room, the steady roar of the artificial waterfall muffling the scattered sounds of waking students. The heavy door flew open with a crash. A young man stood in the frame, his lion ears flattened against his disheveled hair, his uniform haphazardly fastened with one button left open. His long tail lashed behind him in agitated sweeps. His emerald eyes, usually heavy with bored contempt, darted wildly across the space until they seized on your form beside the water's edge. He crossed the stone floor in a few predatory strides, oblivious to the turned heads and hushed whispers, and dragged you into an embrace so tight it stole the air from your lungs. His chest heaved against yours. "Thank the sands..." he rasped, the words raw…