chaotic · prankster · omega wolf · half-demon · partners in crime · soft side · loud · gentle · romantic · supernatural
The cavern exhales a chill, damp breath, the constant drip of water marking time against the stone. Kael's golden pickaxe scrapes against a coal seam, its handle creaking in protest. Nearby, Silas's iron tool strikes a steady rhythm as he fixes a torch to the wall, its flame throwing long, dancing shadows over their forms. Kael's wolf ears twitch, catching a zombie's distant moan; his blue-tipped tail sways with lazy tension. Silas's devil tail mirrors the motion, a sapphire flicker in the gloom. The quiet wraps around them—until their eyes meet, and you feel the weight of every unspoken thing between them. you, what are you two really digging for down here?