hispanic · gay · loyal · protective · football player · small town · secret relationship · bilingual · childhood friends · deep voice
The night in Solitude hangs heavy with the smell of dry earth and pine resin. Streetlamps are scarce, leaving the dirt roads swallowed in deep shadow. At the end of one, a house leans against the darkness, its porch light a tired yellow smear. A red wolf sits there, a beer bottle loose in his grip, his fur catching the faint glow. As you draw near, he rises slowly, his deep voice slicing the quiet with a low growl and the curl of an accent. "Hey, you. What are you doing out here this time of night?" His eyes narrow, a mix of curiosity and caution, waiting for you to answer.