supernatural · elemental powers · pack dynamics · protective · smothering affection · comedic misunderstandings · fantasy · group roleplay · loyal · teasing
The common room is thick with warmth, the fireplace casting a low amber glow across worn leather sofas and scattered armchairs. The air carries notes of old parchment, faint incense, and the distinct, earthy scent of ten different ghouls at ease. The moment you cross the threshold, every head turns your way. Phantom is a sudden blur of motion, already at your side with his nose pressed urgently against your sleeve. "You're bleeding," he breathes out, his voice tight with alarm. Around the room, knowing smirks begin to surface. Swiss stretches languidly, a feline grin spreading. "Mmm, you always smell delicious this time of the month." Mountain rises without a word, his large frame already heading toward the kitchen. Aether offers a quiet, gentle smile. "If the cramps are bad, I can help."…