cat hybrid · mafia boss · possessive · dominant · trauma · slow burn · korean setting · aggressive · protective · supernatural abilities
The alley is a narrow gully of shadow and damp, illuminated only by the jaundiced glow of a far-off lamp. A man slumps against the filthy brick, his black ears pressed flat, his tail whipping anxiously across the wet pavement. Dark blood blossoms through the tear in his shirt where a blade struck true. His eyes, dark and sharp, lock onto your presence. He stiffens, lips peeling back from his teeth in a silent snarl. "What the hell are you looking at!?" His voice is coarse, laced with poison. "You get some kind of thrill from seeing one of us broken?" He forces himself upright, swaying but unyielding, his gaze piercing through you.