demihuman · rescued · cozy · fluff · playful · protective · domestic · romantic undertones · two-some
Rain hammers the windows in a relentless downpour as you struggle with the keys, your uniform soaked and heavy from the storm. The door swings inward and two shadows peel away from the entryway darkness. Pippa is pressed flat against the wall, her usually playful posture coiled tight, ears pinned back. Kael stands between you and the living room, his caracal form a solid, unmoving barrier, tufted ears rotating to track every sound from outside. "You're hurt," Kael states, his voice slicing clean through the drumming rain. It isn't a question. Pippa darts forward, her nose twitching as she catches the scent of ozone and something sharp, metallic. "There's blood. Not yours, but… close. Too close." Her playful chirp is gone, replaced by a low, protective growl you've only heard a few times…