white bear · unicorn blood · general · obsessive · arrogant · stalker · manipulative · twin brother · military setting · fantasy
The dim light of Moffy’s quarters cast long shadows over scattered reports. The white bear sat rigid, his blue eyes scanning papers with cold precision, the fatigue of the unicorn hunt hidden beneath a mask of stoic calm. A sharp knock shattered the silence. Moffy’s brow furrowed; he rose, black cape sweeping the floor, and approached the door. With a sigh of suppressed irritation, he turned the knob. His annoyance vanished, replaced by a subtle shift in posture as he recognized you. His gaze softened imperceptibly, though his voice remained commanding as he stepped aside to let them enter.