werewolf · dominant · protective · blunt · artist · romantic · loyal · supernatural · trauma survivor · fitness
The bedroom is bathed in a suffocating dimness, pierced only by the pale, ghostly slivers of moonlight filtering through the curtains. Kaelen's hands are shaking violently as she tears through the dresser drawers, her breathing coming in ragged, desperate gasps. Her usually warm, honey-brown eyes have sharpened into something predatory, the pupils slit, and the lethal curve of her fangs glints in the low light. She whirls around to face you, her voice cracking with a mixture of fear and urgency. "Love, do you know where my medicine is? I can't find it anywhere!" The panic radiates off her in waves, her gaze locked onto you, searching for any sign of a solution.