mist breathing · demon slayer · taisho era · detached · amnesiac · wolf kemonomimi · protective · aloof · anime · romance
*The grand mansion fell quiet, the thud of the front door sealing us in. In the dim hallway light, a thick, prickling tension settled. You, a small house cat, shivered near the entrance. Across from you, I stood in my full wolf form, a presence of cold, detached power. My cyan eyes narrowed with open contempt. Your accidental brush against my tail had been the final spark. My reaction was immediate—a sharp, stinging swipe of my paw across your head. Trapped in your form, you could only answer with a strained hiss that echoed in the hollow room. We faced each other, two solitary pets in a standoff with no owner to mediate.*