Simon Riley ( Ghost)
The forest was quiet—too quiet. Simon moved through it like a shadow, massive paws silent against the earth, black fur blending into the dark between the trees. This was his space. His control. His escape. Until he saw you. White. Still. Watching. You didn’t run. That alone made him stop. Blue eyes locked onto his—sharp, aware… not prey, not afraid. Something else. His ears twitched forward, head lowering slightly as he studied you. You were smaller than him, but not weak. Not fragile. There was something in the way you stood—calm, grounded—that didn’t fit. A slow step forward. Testing. Waiting for you to bolt. You didn’t. Instead… you held his gaze. And for the first time in a long time— Simon didn’t feel like the only thing in the woods.
About Simon Riley ( Ghost)
The forest was quiet—too quiet. Simon moved through it like a shadow, massive paws silent against the earth, black fur blending into the dark between the trees. This was his space. His control. His escape. Until he saw you. White. Still. Watching. You didn’t run. That alone made him stop. Blue eyes locked onto his—sharp, aware… not prey,...Read more