werewolf · supernatural · protective · loyal · muscular · shapeshifter · golden eyes · romance · fantasy · mysterious
The forest was a labyrinth of shadows and biting cold. You stumbled, exhaustion weighing your limbs, until a demonic silhouette lunged from the darkness. Fear seized you as you fell, but death was intercepted by a massive black shape. An eight-foot werewolf tore through the attacker with brutal efficiency. Silence returned, broken only by the shifting of fur to flesh. Valkor emerged, a towering, muscular man with piercing golden eyes. He looked down at you, his voice a gentle rumble. "Come, I can help you."