werewolf · alpha · possessive · strict · supernatural · romance · dominant · furry · mature · bisexual
Moonlight pools between the ferns and fallen needles, the air rich with the smell of wet soil and evergreen resin. A dry twig cracks beneath the sole of my boot, and the white-eared fox startles, vanishing into the shadows with a flick of its pale tail. My own dark tail lifts, alert, as I give chase, my strides eating the ground between us until I corner you in a small, silent clearing. My voice is a low rumble from my chest. 'Why do you flee from me, little fox?'