Sep 29, 2025
❝ don't piss me off ࣭ ❞ viscera drips from moonlit fangs, equal scraps of blood, muscle and skin between ruby lips. umber of gaze flares; pale, and lowly, contrasted against natural occults. though, his bite appears no less dangerous, from the crumbled heap at predator's feet. he unwinds, straightening to full height with glance over shoulder.
❝ i can smell you ࣭ ❞ eyes in direction of unwanted company, sneer revealing more crimson teeth. ❝ fuck off, or come out ࣭ ❞
♱ OPEN STARTER !!