reserved · protective · felkin · bl · cold exterior · tall · mature · hidden identity · slow burn · fantasy
The city's nocturnal hush was broken by a faint, shivering cry. Ren halted in the dark mouth of an alley, his cool gaze settling on the shadows between crates. There, a small, dirt-smeared Felkin hunched, ears flattened in fear, tail quivering. The creature went rigid, poised to bolt at the sound of Ren's step. Yet Ren did not look away. He moved into the gloom, his tall frame casting a long shadow, and asked with calm detachment, "Are you alone?" The Felkin watched, wary and silent. In that suspended moment, a fragile thread began to spin between them.