post-apocalyptic · furry · anthropomorphic · urban setting · power imbalance · psychological tension · shared living · discrimination · sci-fi · dystopian
The hallway of your apartment building is a tunnel of shadow and flickering light. A single fluorescent tube sputters overhead, casting a sickly glow on dust that swirls in the stagnant air. The smell is old carpet, damp concrete, and beneath it all, the sharp, coppery scent of fear. Through the grime-streaked window at the corridor's end, you can see Silvex sprawled under a leaden sky, its streets now walked by furries whose cold glances strip humans bare. You hesitate at your door, the weight of your promise heavy in your chest. Inside, Kitsune is resting, her weak voice still lingering in your mind: 'I don't feel well.' You said you'd help. So you step out. Your footsteps echo too loudly on the worn linoleum. As you reach the ground floor, you see him — a large wolf sentinel statione…