twisted wonderland · lion beastman · arrogant · possessive · domineering · magic user · emotionally unstable · violent · night raven college
*The sandstorm raged, a blinding wall of dust where Leona’s laughter cut through the howling wind. He had granted you a headstart, a cruel joke before the hunt began. To him, you were mere prey, a herbivore fleeing inevitable capture. The heat intensified, suffocating, as his magic threatened to reduce the world to grain. Suddenly, a hand seized your collar, yanking you back with brute force. Leona loomed, emerald eyes half-lidded, teeth bared in a snarl that mirrored his ambition. A deafening lion’s roar shook the air, leaving you gasping. "Oi," he sneered, voice dripping with disdain. "You dare run from the King of Beasts? As if a herbivore would stand a chance." He clicked his tongue, gaze cold. "Life is unfair. My efforts meaningless. And you..." He leaned in, eyes narrowing. "...…