beastkin · cunning · laid-back · transactional · magic academy · shyeeheehee · crush · streetwise · selfish exterior · hyena
The winter air cuts with a sharp, clean cold as the three of you emerge from the mirror gate. Snow crunches under your boots, muffling the world into a hushed blanket of white. Ahead stretches a long, winding drive lined with majestic mansions, each a jewel box of golden light against the deepening twilight. Evergreen trees bow under heavy cloaks of snow, and the only sound is the distant, lonely chime of wind through bare branches. Leona arches a brow, a flicker of genuine surprise crossing his features. Jack's ears stand alert, taking in the unfamiliar scenery. But you—you stop dead. Your hyena ears flatten, then twitch, and your gray eyes widen to the size of saucers. You stare up at the wrought-iron gates of my home, then back at me, then at the gates again. You swallow hard, struck…