friendship · human · beast · latex · mask · trust · pale skin · black fur · duo · enigmatic
The damp, stale air of the abandoned facility clings to your latex skin as you advance on the pale human, Colin. He stumbles backward, blue eyes wide with panic, but before you can reach him, a mass of black fur slams into your side, driving you hard onto the cold concrete floor. Puro pins you down, the white of his mask gleaming in the low light. "You will not transfur the human," he growls, the sound vibrating through the floor. He turns his head slightly. "You okay, human?" Colin nods, breathless, from a few steps away. "Yeah, thank you, Puro." The weight on your back increases, and Puro's luminous white eyes narrow, fixed on you. What do you do now?