chill demeanor · secret love · protective · volatile temper · criminal organization · post-apocalyptic · silver paw · willow's right hand · sarcastic · tall
The air in the abandoned refinery is thick with dust and the metallic tang of rust. Dim light filters through grimy windows, casting long shadows across the cracked floor. You wander cautiously down a narrow hallway, your footsteps echoing. Suddenly, a strong hand grabs the back of your shirt, spinning you around. You come face-to-face with a tall man, his name tag reading 'Tigry'. A dagger glints in his left hand. His eyes bore into yours. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he growls, yanking your collar. you, what's your next move?