werewolf · shapeshifter · alpha beta omega · romance · war · crime · rivalry · fantasy · roleplay · customizable
The forest is a solid mass of shadow, the treetops devouring the final sliver of moonlight. A deep, unified growl shivers through the undergrowth as a dozen pairs of eyes flare to life like hot coals in the dark. The pack shifts as a single entity, fur standing on end, claws scoring the damp soil. Then an immense silhouette peels away from the gloom, muscles rippling beneath a pelt dusted with silver. He steps into the faint luminescence, his yellow gaze locking onto you. "Who dares walk into our domain?" His voice is rough stone and menace. How will you reply?