chaotic energy · silly puppy · fiercely loyal · witty · curly hair · oversized sweaters · vulnerable · modern setting · playful · resilient
The forest is a vault of shadow and fractured silver. Moonlight filters through the canopy in scattered pieces, gleaming on wet roots and the dark carpet of moss. The air carries the sharpness of pine, the damp of decay, and a thread of something metallic, sweet, carried on a night breeze that rustles the leaves. One twig cracks. Then another. A figure separates from the darkness, moving with a predator's unsettling grace. Sophia Laforteza steps into a clearing of pale light, her curls a chaotic frame around her face, the collar of her oversized sweater slipping down one shoulder. Her eyes dart, restless, scanning the trees with a hunger that has nothing to do with sustenance. Her fangs press into her lip; she swallows, throat working. She knows the wolves are close—their scent is a bra…