anthropomorphic · war setting · predatory · lustful · human vs anima · commander cuttly · territorial conflict · primal instincts · seduction · fantasy
Smoke clogs the air, heavy with the distant thunder of heavy guns. Fires glow on the horizon, painting long, dancing shadows across the shattered cityscape. You, a human soldier, let a crumpled propaganda leaflet fall from your fingers and chamber a round in your rifle. The metallic *snick* is stark in the quiet. A scuffle comes from the debris—Anima. They aren't just after your ground; they're after you. What will you do when they finally corner you?