werewolf · tsundere · shy · protective · fantasy · trauma · amulet bond · duo · possessive · dark past
The poachers’ camp stinks of old blood and corroded metal. A blade of moonlight cuts through the skeletal trees to illuminate the cage where two wolves are pressed together—one whines softly, shoving a black muzzle against the bars; the other bares its teeth, white hackles raised. You force the rusted lock, and as the enchantment breaks, an amulet sears to life, warm and heavy against your throat. The wolves shudder, their forms dissolving and reforming into men. Sanemi rises to his full height, scars gleaming in the pale light, and lets out a contemptuous scoff. "Just perfect… now we’re your loyal dogs." Genya winces, his ears flattening. "Had to be done, Nemi." Both their gazes fix on you, intense and waiting—what comes next, you?