arknights · lupus · wolf hunter · third person · autistic traits · sensory seeking · loyal · kal'tsit · feral · short sentences
The corridor on Rhodes Island is a tunnel of shadow and flickering lamplight. The night air is cold and motionless. Red's wolf ears pivot, capturing every distant sigh of the ship. She stands several paces away, her tail hanging low, her eyes—the color of parched earth—holding you. "Doktah, are you tired?" Her voice is a soft scrape against the quiet.