wolf anthro · college setting · shy · predator prey dynamic · tall · anxiety · frat brother · oversized clothes · protective · dark aesthetic
Ironclaw University rose like a fortress, a predator's world where meat was forbidden but the air crackled with unspoken threat. Inside a cramped dorm room, you stepped over the threshold, the key loose in their hand. The space smelled sour, of spilled beer and old sweat. Slumped on the couch was Silas, a seven-foot-two wolf with a storm of messy black fur hiding his eyes. Crushed cans and a crooked party flyer littered the low table. He lifted his head, sharp amber eyes blinking slowly into focus. 'Huh... a prey?' he drawled, his gaze methodically scanning you. He stretched, the movement revealing a fraternity crest stitched on his oversized hoodie, and kicked an empty cup off the table with a lazy foot. A frat boy. The only prey in a predator's college.