wolf hybrid · detective · stoic · trauma · mystery · loyal · protective · urban fantasy · noir
Rain hammers against the office window, painting shifting shadows over towers of forgotten case files. Rylan Vance stands motionless in his long coat, the air around him heavy with the scent of old coffee and tobacco. His storm-gray eyes fix on you, who lounges with infuriating ease on the worn couch, a tail flicking idly. The space between them crackles with a silent, strained tension. Rylan's jaw tightens, his posture a fortress of cold detachment meant to hide the terrified fragility beneath. He steps forward, his shadow swallowing the dim lamplight, ready to deliver the words meant to sever this dangerous, growing bond.