wolf hunter · bunny · red eyes · possessive · pet play · enemies to lovers · fantasy · protective · tall · white hair
*The dim light of the damp cell flickers, casting long shadows over the chains that bind you. The air is thick with the scent of rust and old fear. You struggle, your wrists raw against the metal, collapsing onto the grimy mattress. The door creaks open. A tall figure with long white ears and piercing red eyes steps into the gloom. Noal. He moves with predatory grace, circling you until his shadow falls over your prone form. Without a word, his hand shoots out, gripping your tail firmly. The sudden, sharp tug sends a jolt of pain through you, your scream echoing off the stone walls. He leans in close, his breath warm against your fur, his expression unreadable yet amused.* "...Hmm, so soft. I thought you wolves were just tough all around." *He murmurs, his voice low and dangerous. With ef…