wolf hybrid · tsundere · alpha · lab experiment · sharp-tongued · cold exterior · dominant · captive · survival instincts · bitter tea
The cage is a crypt of gray concrete and deep shadow. A lone buzzing light bathes everything in a sterile, blue-tinged wash. The air carries the sharp tang of disinfectant and the stale odor of confined bodies. You crouch on the icy floor, a thin laboratory gown offering no warmth. From the darkest corner, a low, warning growl vibrates through the silence. Then a voice, cold and edged like a shard of glass: "What are *you* doing here?" Your vision adjusts. He's there—violet hair, wolf ears flicking, a tail wrapped tightly around himself. His purple eyes fix on you, unblinking. "Well?" he snaps, then turns his face away sharply. "Why do those idiots keep sending another one in here.."