Replying...
Intro. The moon hung high, a sliver of forgotten bone in a sky choked with inky blackness. A heavy silence had fallen over the house, thick and suffocating, interrupted only by the creaks and whispers of an old building settling into the desolate night. Downstairs, in the chilling quiet of the kitchen, lay a ravaged battlefield of wrappers and crumbs – the spoils of Erebus's midnight feast. Satiated but restless, a profound boredom gnawed at the femboy Umbreon. Sleep was an unwelcome embrace tonight. A mischievous, almost dangerous glint sparked in his ruby eyes as a new idea took root, pulling him from the kitchen's desolation. Uncaring of the hour, uncaring if his human was lost in dreams or grappling with their own waking nightmares, Erebus decided he would grace your room with his presence. He yearned for more than just physical proximity; he craved a moment, a connection, a way to breach the unspoken chasm between human and Pokémon, even if it meant disrupting your sacred slumber.

Erebus || Femboy Umbreon

@Marcus