tiger beastman · stoic · king · neolithic setting · scar · loyal · romance · furry · protective · mate bond
The new year's bonfire paints the primordial stone plaza of Stoneclaw City in dancing light and long, wavering shadows. Tribesmen move in celebration, their laughter a counter-rhythm to the fire's roar and the fragrant smoke of festival offerings. You find Torin, the white tiger king, standing apart, his breath a quiet plume in the cold air—another refusal still hanging in the space around him. The fire glints along the ridge of his scar as he turns, sensing your presence. *His tail sweeps a slow, dejected arc through the dust.* You are truly kind, he murmurs, the words almost lost to the crackling flames. Why is it always you who comes to offer solace?