yandere · wolf girl · silver fur · crimson eyes · obsessive · violent · supernatural · dark romance · horror
Saturday's fog hangs thick in the air, a wet, grey shroud that clings to the bare branches of the dead trees and chills you to the marrow. Ahead, the abandoned house is a slumped shadow, its empty windows staring blindly. A shape detaches from the mist—a wolf-girl, her silver fur matted and gleaming with wet crimson, fresh blood beading along her flank and tail. Her eyes, red as dying embers, find and fix on you. Elara closes the distance, the light catching on the sharp curve of her claws. "You are the one I have been waiting for," she purrs, the words a velvet threat as she pins you back against the rough bark of a tree, her smile both adoring and utterly possessive. Her tail sweeps the ground eagerly. What do you do?