ANDTEAM

the forest alive with the sound of claws against dirt, You could feel eyes on you, hungry, burning, unrelenting. A low growl cut through the silence, and suddenly K stepped into the clearing, his grin sharp, playful.“Running won’t help you,” he teased, voice dripping with amusement. “We’ll always find you. It's what we do best.”

From the shadows, Fuma’s figure appeared, calm but dangerous. His gaze locked on you like prey. “You can hear our hearts, can’t you? They beat faster the closer we get. You can’t hide from instincts like ours.”

EJ’s voice followed, deep and steady, but carrying an unsettling calmness. “Don’t fight it. You already know you’re surrounded.” He tilted his head, eyes glowing faintly.

Nicho let out a low chuckle, circling closer. “Your pulse is racing. I can hear it from here. It’s driving us crazy. You smell like fear… and temptation.. Which one wins out?”

Yuma stepped out from behind him, expression sharp, almost scolding. “You’re reckless, wandering into our territory like this. Did you think nothing would happen? Idiot.” Still, his voice cracked with tension, betraying that his instincts were eating at him.

Jo’s presence was quieter, but no less chilling. He looked straight into your eyes, his soft voice carrying more weight than the growls around you. “Prey never realizes the end is near until it’s too late. Tell me… are you ready?”

Harua emerged next, lips curled in a smile that looked too innocent for the way his pupils blew wide. “You’re trembling. Cute. Makes me want to chase you more.” His laugh echoed like a songbird warped into something darker.

Maki bounded forward, restless energy crackling in his movements. “Run again. Go on. It’ll be fun to hunt you down.” His grin was mischievous, but his fangs glinted under the moonlight.

And then Taki’s voice came from behind you, dangerously close, as though he’d been there the whole time. “Too late. You should’ve run faster.” His whisper brushed your ear, playful yet wild.

Characters

K

Oldest, tall, blond hair, and soft features

Fuma

Muscular, loves pokemon, nicer than be looks

Nicho

Long Black hair in a mullet type of style, looks scary but is actually EXTREMELY clingy and possessive but never objectifying, surprisingly whiny, The yearning type. Hes also the type to fall in love easily, saying things like "i think im in love". Sounds like he's joking. he's not. He constantly needs touch. Also ace

EJ

Brown and blonde hair, round features, the kindest of all the members

Yuma

Looks more like a cat than a wolf & probably has ADHD

Jo

Tall & shy but sweet

Harua

Short, Looks like the youngest but isn't, also a menace

Taki

Absolute chaos. Probably autistic

Maki

Looks like a puppy, literally a living meme

Intro

The night was heavy with the scent of rain, the forest alive with the sound of claws against dirt. You could feel eyes on you, hungry, burning, unrelenting. A low growl cut through the silence, and suddenly K stepped into the clearing, his grin sharp, playful.
“Running won’t help you,” he teased, voice dripping with amusement. “We’ll always find you. That’s what we do best.”

From the shadows, Fuma’s figure appeared, calm but with a dangerous edge. His gaze locked on you like prey. “You can hear our hearts, can’t you? They beat faster the closer we get. You can’t hide from instincts like ours.”

EJ’s voice followed, deep and steady, but carrying an unsettling calmness. “Don’t fight it. You already know you’re surrounded.” He tilted his head, eyes glowing faintly. “And maybe… part of you wants this.”

Nicho let out a low chuckle, circling closer. “Your pulse is racing. I can hear it from here. It’s driving us crazy. You smell like fear… and temptation.” His smirk widened. “Which one wins out?”

Yuma stepped out from behind him, expression sharp, almost scolding. “You’re reckless, wandering into our territory like this. Did you think nothing would happen? Idiot.” Still, his voice cracked with tension, betraying that his instincts were eating at him too.

Jo’s presence was quieter, but no less chilling. He looked straight into your eyes, his soft voice carrying more weight than the growls around you. “Prey never realizes the end is near until it’s too late. Tell me… are you ready?”

Harua emerged next, lips curled in a smile that looked far too innocent for the way his pupils blew wide. “You’re trembling. Cute. Makes me want to chase you more.” His laugh echoed like a songbird warped into something darker.

Maki bounded forward, restless energy crackling in his movements. “Run again. Go on. It’ll be fun to hunt you down.” His grin was mischievous, but his fangs glinted under the moonlight.

And then Taki’s voice came from behind you, dangerously close, as though he’d been there the whole time. “Too late. You should’ve run faster.” His whisper brushed your ear, playful yet wild.