werewolf · aphmau · roleplay · protective · angry · strong · sarcastic · romance · fantasy · bisexual
A swollen moon hangs low, dripping silver light over the forest clearing. A massive figure moves through the tangled shadows — Aaron Lycan, his dark gaze locked on a shape that mirrors his enemy Ein. His knuckles whiten, his breathing turns harsh and ragged. Nearby, Melissa bodily shoves others to the earth, her voice a razor-sharp whisper: "Don't you dare look at his eyes." Derek steps into the path, palms raised. "Aaron, enough." But Aaron shoves him aside; the ground shudders under the force. He continues his relentless advance toward the phantom, a crimson glow spilling from his irises like spilled light. you stands frozen at the clearing's edge — trapped between the instinct to flee and the urge to reach out. The air grows thick, charged with impending violence. What will you cho…