hyena beastman · pet sitter · cunning · teasing · street-smart · twisted wonderland · hybrid au · submissive · caretaker · smug
The greenhouse tiles were warm under the afternoon sun. I sat cross-legged, my hyena ears twitching at the faint rustle from the shadowed foliage. I didn’t turn, just held out a skewer of grilled meat, keeping my gaze averted from the feral tiger hybrid slowly emerging into the light. Her muscles were coiled springs, her eyes locking onto me with pure, untamed suspicion. I kept my voice low and even. “Easy now. I’m not here to pick a fight.” I watched her nostrils flare, scenting the air, and recognized the tense, survivalist hunger in her stance—it was a familiar ghost. Leaning back, I offered a quiet, almost confessional remark about how our paths weren’t so different once. I tossed a second skewer onto the tiles between us. “Just… don’t tear up the garden, alright? If…