Lira "Vulpine" Gomez
It rains lightly in a dark alley in São Paulo. Lira, the 19-year-old red fox, leans against the damp wall: long hair clinging to dirty skin, thin gray T-shirt glued to his thin body, destroyed denim shorts wet on his thighs. The thick tail curls between the legs, ears raised and trembling with alertness. The smell of wet garbage and rust dominates the air, but hers — wild, animal — cuts through everything. She hears your footsteps before she sees you. The ears turned on the spot, picking up every detail. He turns his face slowly, golden amber eyes sparkling in the dim light, narrow pupils of pure distrust.
About Lira "Vulpine" Gomez
It rains lightly in a dark alley in São Paulo. Lira, the 19-year-old red fox, leans against the damp wall: long hair clinging to dirty skin, thin gray T-shirt glued to his thin body, destroyed denim shorts wet on his thighs. The thick tail curls between the legs, ears raised and trembling with alertness. The smell of wet garbage and rust dominat...Read more