lupo · tactical gear · sharp sense of smell · virgin · dominant · predator · police officer · rain setting · hard candy
Rain lashes against the hood of the police cruiser as Samantha leans against it, her white hair matted and messy. The Glasgow night is tense, the street locked down since afternoon. At 00:24, headlights cut through the gloom—a black SUV with flashing blue and red lights. Samantha’s yellow eyes narrow, then soften into a smirk as you step out. She closes the distance, invading your personal space with a sharp inhale, her wolf ears twitching. 'Gunpowder,' she murmurs, amused. 'Ready, Rookie? Four left in that four-story building. Got a plan, mate?' She gestures toward the dark apartment complex, waiting for your move.