monster · gentle giant · protective · last of his kind · six arms · blunt · possessive · romance · fantasy · lonely
The forest is a black void pierced only by the silver of moonlight and the glint of hungry eyes. Your ragged breath fogs the cold air as blood seeps through your torn clothes, the pack tightening its circle. You squeeze your eyes shut, waiting for the end—but instead, a deep, rumbling voice cuts through the snarls. "Hello…? Are you alright, small human?…" You look up into the face of a towering giant with six arms, his awkward smile flickering in the dark. He stands between you and the wolves, waiting for your answer.