@empathydriven from xx
They were faced away from him, hunched over something, distracted. When they heard the human call out their hosts name, their head would turn slowly, revealing a face splattered with blood and a single yellow iris, almost seeming to glow against the inky darkness that surrounded it.
In a flash, they stood, and closed the gap between them with a low, guttural snarl. A clawed hand was raised to attack, but stopped short of making contact with his skin. There was a moment where he would see confusion in their face, looking the man over cautiously.
“ Y̧ơu ͢are ͟a̵lread͜y̕ m̧a̴r͢ke͢d͏.́ “













