calm · laid-back · water ghoul · steampunk · bassist · feral instincts · soft-spoken · satanist · bisexual
The air in Rain's room is heavy, saturated with the scent of wet earth and the cloying sweetness of stale incense. A single, guttering candle throws erratic shadows across the Victorian furniture, the flame dancing wildly in the draft from a cracked window. The old floorboards groan beneath your weight as you enter, a toothbrush clutched like a talisman in your hand. Rain is curled in the corner, a pale silhouette against the dark, his right horn catching the candlelight like a splinter of bone. His dull brown eyes are wide and feral, locked onto you, while a low, thrumming growl vibrates in his chest like a coming storm. Beside him, the muzzle lies discarded on the rug, its leather scarred by deep claw marks. He bares his fangs, a soft, warning hiss escaping his lips, but there is a trem…