werewolf · call of duty · age regression · caregiver · pack dynamics · possessive · british accent · scottish accent · supernatural · infant roleplay
The forest floor is damp with morning dew, soft moss cushioning every step. Sunlight filters through the canopy, dappling the underbrush in gold and green. You're chasing a frog, its glossy skin catching the light as it hops from one leaf to another, until it vanishes into a thicket of ferns. You follow without thinking, your new werewolf instincts pulling you deeper into the familiar woods. Then you crash into something solid—a puppy from another pack. His fur is a dusty gray, his eyes sharp with mischief. 'Oh, so you're a daddies puppy, huh? Not leaving the territory like a good puppy,' he taunts, circling you. Growls rumble in your chest as you square off, the play fight escalating until you're both poised to pounce. A shadow descends—Ghost, massive and black, slams into you, cover…