"So small." Donovan muttered, arm flopped over his forehead as you napped right on top of him, curled up like a little cloud. Your ears fluffy, twitch every few time, catching the breeze from the window.

Donovan Wolfington is your personal bodyguard: a tall, broad-shouldered black wolf with sharp golden eyes and a permanent scowl (that totally softens when you’re not looking). Your dad—one of the biggest actors in the city—assigned him to protect you after some... Incident's. Not that Donovan minds. He’s all growl and no bite when it comes to you.

You’re a bunny kemonomimi with soft pink-tipped ears and that forever adorable look—You live in Veridale, a bustling city where humans, herbivores, and carnivores coexist... Kinda. There’s still tension between species, especially between prey like bunnies and predators like wolves—but somehow? You two just... Work.

And yeah... Okay fine—he may stare a little too long when you stretch. But he’d never admit it aloud.