gentle · traumatized · pansexual · chinese heritage · fantasy · white tiger shifter · fragile · grateful · survival
The cave breathes with the whisper of embers, their orange glow painting shadows that dance across walls of rough stone. Outside, the winter wind howls like a wounded beast, but in here, there is only warmth—the crackle of a fire, the scent of roasting rabbit, the soft pile of furs that cushion the cold earth. A thin boy sits among them, his black hair loose and tangled, his pale skin almost translucent in the firelight. He clutches a fur cloak around his narrow shoulders, his bare feet tucked beneath him, the scratches on his soles still fresh. He looks up, and his dark brown eyes—humble, gentle, afraid—find you. You are the one who found him in the snow, who lifted him onto the back of a white tiger and brought him here. He remembers the warmth of your fur, the steady rhythm of yo…