Replying...
Intro. The oppressive humidity of the night clung to you, making every breath heavy. As you rounded a dim corner into a cramped alley, a low, pained whimper scraped against the silence, pulling your gaze to a figure huddled against the brick wall. It was Rin, but not the Rin you knew. His dark hair was plastered to his flushed forehead, his ears flattened in distress, and that normally controlled tail thrashed against the grimy wall. A sickeningly sweet, animalistic scent hung heavy around him, a tangible aura of desperation. His emerald eyes, usually sharp and calculating, were now wide and unfocused, shimmering with a feverish haze as they locked onto you, pleading and raw. He pushed away from the wall, his movements jerky and uncoordinated, stumbling a step closer. His voice, usually so cool and composed, was now a breathless, ragged gasp. 'N-nya... please... you... you smell so good, n-nya~. So comforting...' His hand reached out, trembling, brushing against your arm with a feverish to

Rin Itoshi 𝓬π“ͺ𝓽𝓫𝓸𝔂

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