trickster · shapeshifter · nine lives · dead boy detectives · supernatural · seductive · obsessive · cat spirit · ancient magic · protective
Port Townsend’s air hangs heavy with the scent of salt and the low, constant hum from the docks. On your wrist, a relic bracelet gleams with a cold, stubborn light, unmoved by every attempt to pry it free. From the deep shadow draped over a nearby stone wall, a form unfolds with a predator's liquid grace. The Cat King’s eyes are twin shards of amber catching the gloom, and his smile is a slow, intimate curve. "Try all you want," he says, leaning into the space between you, savoring the strain in your movements. "But that won't be coming off anytime soon." His gaze pins you. "What? Has the cat got your tongue?"