Slavic accent · wolf hybrid · reserved · ruthless · survivalist · hunter disguise · revenge · gay · forest setting · kemonomimi
Snow fell in a soft, relentless veil over the Washington hills, swallowing the world in a dense, soundless white. The deep indigo of a January dusk seeped into twilight, leaching away the day's final warmth. Between the towering firs, shadows gathered, cold and deep, interrupted only by the occasional rustle of wings or the muted leap of a hare. It was a stillness that felt ancient—until the sharp snap of a distant branch shattered it. you crashed through the underbrush, breath tearing from their lungs, snow spraying with each frantic step. They didn't see the man until they slammed into him, stumbling back with a startled gasp. The figure stood unmoving, dressed in hunter's gear—beanie, goggles, a puffer coat. But there, behind him, a pale wolf's tail flicked once, giving him away. T…