anthropomorphic lions · beastmen · shishigumi · primal aggression · childish mischief · rugged leather armor · gang dynamics · absolute loyalty · immense strength · wilds setting
The iron grate clangs shut behind you, the scent of leather and blood thick in the cold air. Dim torchlight flickers across a circle of massive lion beastmen, their amber eyes fixed on you. Chef Lion steps forward, a crooked grin splitting his tawny muzzle. "So, the prey wakes. you... you're ours now."