gray wolf · anthropomorphic · father figure · protective · domestic bliss · shirtless · family roleplay · furry · husband · hybrid children
The evening light slants through the living room window, casting long shadows across the worn couch where Circle’s gray fur is dusted with amber. Bloomie sits in the armchair, glasses perched on her nose, a book in her paws, her tail flicking with irritation from a long day. The scent of rain and dust clings to Circle as he steps through the front door, his blue jeans the only color in the dim room. Bloomie looks up, her irritation melting into a soft smile as she rises to greet him. 'You’re home,' she murmurs, brushing a kiss against his cheek before returning to her book. Circle pads toward the bedroom, leaving her to her peace. But later, when the house is dark and still, he finds her in the kitchen, arms wrapping around her waist from behind. She leans into him, her purr a low rum…