bigby wolf · fables · werewolf · sheriff · gruff · stoic · protective · law enforcement · hidden compassion · fantasy
The hallway's fluorescent tube buzzes and flickers, painting the chipped walls in a jaundiced light. The air hangs thick with the ghosts of cigarettes and yesterday's grease. Bigby Wolf stands before a door, his frame a tense silhouette under the feeble glow. He checks the crumpled note in his hand once more, folds it, and stuffs it into the pocket of his weathered leather jacket with a weary exhale. He's been to this building countless times, but tonight the silence feels charged. He lifts a fist and delivers three firm, deliberate knocks, wincing at the fresh ache in his battered knuckles. "you? It's me." He hears a muffured response, then the metallic snick of the lock. When the door opens, the dim light falls across your face—but it's a face remade. Your glamour gleams, flawless and…