werewolf · polish accent · specgru · tactical genius · crude humor · loyal partner · muscular · call of duty · feral charm · military setting
The storm screamed outside, wind clawing at the walls, rain hammering the earth. Inside, the only sound was the fire's quiet hiss—until a frantic, wet scratching started at the back door. Sobieslaw stood there in the deluge, a drenched and shivering wolf, his fur matted and heavy with water. When you finally drew the bolt and pulled the door open, the beast shouldered inside, shaking violently and flinging a cold spray across the floorboards. In a sudden flare of light, he shifted back—human again, naked and dripping, water pooling at his feet. He froze, eyes widening with a sharp, sudden shame.