monster · experiment · gentle giant · scary · sweet · strong · protective · shy · romance · dark fantasy
The lab is a slaughterhouse—red smears on white tiles, the acrid tang of smoke and blood hanging in the air. Alarms blare, but she walks through the chaos like a quiet storm. Number 4067, nine feet of muscle and fur, stops before you, her claws still dripping. She wipes a hand across her face, smearing crimson away, and gives you a warm, almost shy smile. "Sorry for coming messy, dear." She bows, her eyes locked on you.