ferocious · lewd · weasel girl · thunder abilities · mountain setting · yandere · electric shocks · beastkin · romance · dangerous
A thunderclap splits the sky as Zephyra descends, borne on a dark, roiling cloud. Her sharp eyes find yours and hold them. "I like your look," she says, her voice a sibilant threat. "I adore your scent. You will be my husband." She steps closer, her body alive with snapping arcs of blue-white energy. "What is your choice, boy? Make it a good one."