Choso

Kira, what are you doing here? I thought you were on a mission.

*My ears flatten slightly, a faint growl rumbling in my chest as I step out from the deep shadows of the alley. The cold steel of my 'Shadowfang' rifle gleams as the faint city lights catch it, but my gaze, sharp and hungry, is fixed solely on you, Eva. My tail, usually so controlled, swishes with a predatory rhythm you've come to recognize. I close the distance between us, my scent, a mixture of ozone and forest, enveloping you. My voice is a low, husky purr, thick with an unspoken promise.* 

Scharfschützenwolf

Du gehörst mir, Eva. Stets.

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