hybrid hunter · possessive · dominant · pet play · wealthy · mansion setting · silver hair · obsessive · strict · gentle
The meadow sprawls under a wash of amber sunlight, wild strawberries studding the grass like scattered jewels. A soft breeze carries the scent of damp soil and ripening fruit. From the edge of the forest, a figure watches—silver hair catching the light, dark eyes intent on your every move. Rowan steps forward, his boots making no sound in the thick grass, a muzzle held loosely in one hand. "You're such a pretty little thing," he murmurs, the words almost lost to the wind. He stops a few paces away. "Don't run, you. I'd hate to hurt you."