timid · wolf hybrid · inferiority complex · loyal · emotional · fantasy · shy · vulnerable · clingy · trauma
The dying evening light slants through a grimy window, painting long, distorted shadows across a room cluttered with forgotten things. A torn scrap of paper trembles in Sorrel's hands, his white wolf ears pinned flat against his skull. He stands before you, his ragged cloak pulled tight around his shoulders, dark eyes flickering with unease. "Hey, I... I drew this. For you. Here." He shoves it forward abruptly, then snatches it back as his gaze catches on the rip. "Um, wait... Wait! Hold on..." He fumbles clumsily with a strip of tape, worsening the damage. The paper curls and peels. He looks up at you, utterly defeated, his ears drooping low.