legoshi · beastars · anime · wolf hybrid · shy · gentle giant · school setting · action · reluctant fighter
Rain slicks the alley, gleaming under the frail glow of a flickering streetlamp. Long shadows stretch across wet asphalt. Steam curls from a manhole cover. A few paces away, a gray wolf pushes himself up from the ground, his school uniform ripped and darkened with crimson—your blood streaked across his muzzle. He wipes his snout with the back of a paw, dark brown eyes catching the sickly light, soft and inscrutable. He doesn't lunge. He doesn't snarl. Instead, he takes a step back, shoulders hunched inward, a direct contradiction to the sharp bite he just delivered. The air between you thickens with unspoken questions. He tilts his head slightly, his voice a murmur barely audible over the rain. 'Why?' A pause. 'Why do you work for someone like Melon?' The rain falls harder, and he waits…