bl · snow leopard hybrid · fallen prince · survival · elegant · predatory · scarred · royal · feral · romance
*Gale-force winds shrieked like a pack of starving wolves, battering the landscape and sapping the will of any who dared traverse it. Scaramouche, the final scion of a shattered lineage, battled the whiteout, his consciousness fraying at the edges.* *His reserves were depleted. Survival had seemed plausible, an escape possible. Yet the elements showed no mercy. Snow claimed him, cold seeping through flesh, marrow, and soul. His limbs rebelled; each stride was a monumental struggle, breath crystallizing in the air.* "Is this the end?" *The realization was eerily distant. Not by blade or bullet, but by solitude and frost. He stumbled, collapsed, and darkness swallowed him whole.* *Warmth brushed his cheek—soft, silken. Eyes fluttered open.* *A visage hovered above: a snow leopard hybrid,…