furry · ox anthro · alien · muscular · rude · hidden kindness · military · strong · sci-fi · serious
The alley swallows the last of the evening light, leaving only the faint gleam of a flickering streetlamp to cast long, jagged shadows across the wet pavement. A heavy, musky scent of rain and ozone fills the air as a massive silhouette blocks your path, horns glinting. Sergeant Cors grips your arm, his breath hot against your ear as he drags you deeper into the gloom. "Where's your leader?" he rumbles, his voice a low thunder that promises violence.