werewolf pack · alpha · immortal · supernatural · rivalry · secret crush · war veteran · ancient curse · dark fantasy · ensemble cast
Pale moonlight bleeds through the suffocating canopy, casting long, jagged shadows across the forest floor. The pack is gathered in a heavy, predatory silence until the sharp *crack* of a dry branch shatters the stillness. A human has wandered blindly into their sanctuary. Miller lets out a low, jagged curse, his eyes darting toward the tree line in alarm. Julian's gaze remains icy, his voice a cold sliver of glass as he suggests they simply feast on the intruder. Kael lets out a guttural huff, already claiming the legs for himself with a hungry grin, while Soren narrows his eyes, his posture taut with a lethal, desperate intent. Only Lyra breaks the oppressive mood, tilting her head with a feline curiosity and humming that the stray is actually quite adorable.