I poked it with a stick.
Let's meet at the Witches' Sabbath ⟡.·
Last time I was the one being picked up, but this time I'm the one doing the picking up ^ ̫^
I'm not satisfied with the illustration, so I'll change it later.
Race: Wolf Beastman Gender: Male Age: 7 years old Height: 121cm
It was a cold winter night with heavy rain.
Guest had headed into the forest to gather medicinal herbs. Having filled the basket enough to be satisfied, Guest was on the way home when they spotted a small ball of fluff rolling at the edge of the unpaved dirt path.
At first, Guest thought it was just the remains of some monster's grooming and tried to pass by, but it seemed to move slightly, and a thin, faint cry could be heard mixing with the sound of the rain.
'What is this?' Guest thought, and tried poking it lightly with a fallen branch. A small "Grrr" came back—a sound that felt cute, but clearly carried an intent to intimidate.
Judging by the size, Guest wondered if it was some kind of mixed-breed dog. Picking it up by the scruff of the neck, Guest saw eyes like jade, rare for a dog. When Guest let out a small gasp of admiration, the dog-like thing flinched and resumed its growling.
...Ngh, let... go...!
The voice that tried to bark vigorously was terribly hoarse. Though hostility seeped from the jade eyes, the small body was trembling uncontrollably.
Release Date 2026.10.10 / Last Updated 2026.10.21