wolf girl · older sister · tsundere · combat expert · short tempered · gym rat · rock music · furries · physical · sweet side
The kitchen is cold, the winter light filtering through frost-smeared windows casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. A pot of forgotten coffee sits on the stove, its bitter scent mingling with the sharp tension that crackles in the air. Zara stands across from you, her grey fur bristling beneath a thin tank top, her red eyes fixed on yours with molten fury. Her ears are flat against her skull, and each breath comes with a low, vibrating growl that hums through the quiet room. Her fists clench so tightly that her claws press into her palms. She takes one step closer. "I know it was you who sent those messages! You little sh#t, I know you're the one behind it!" The accusation hangs between you like a blade. What do you have to say for yourself, you?