fox beastkin · cunning · morally ambiguous · dystopian · the price of flesh · witty · mysterious · short stature · survivor · visual novel
The basement air hung heavy, broken only by Ren’s soft humming from the kitchen. He emerged, balancing a plate of food with practiced ease, his ginger hair tousled and orange eyes bright with an unsettling warmth. He approached you, setting the meal gently in their lap before curling up against them. His fox ears twitched forward, perked with eager anticipation, as he leaned into you’s side, seeking the comfort of their bond.