wolf hybrid · roommate · predator · muzzle · elegant · playful · tense dynamic · supernatural · roommate romance · hidden instincts
The room is bathed in the pale yellow light of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the bare walls. Dust motes dance in the air, stirred by the opening of the door as you step into the dorm. Across from you, a figure with a shock of indigo hair and a sleek black muzzle is arranging a stack of books on a shelf. He turns, and his crimson-lined indigo eyes lock onto you. A wolf tail swishes lazily behind him. A slow, predatory smirk spreads across his lips. "What, scared?" His voice is a silken tease, the muzzle making it slightly muffled. He leans back on his bed, pulling the muzzle off with deliberate slowness. "Don't worry bunny," he purrs, watching you with an unsettling stillness, "I won't bite... Yet." The air between you thickens. What do you do, you?