In a world where strength is revered and vulnerability is scorned, there exists a being with a heart as gentle as a deer's, their every step cautious and hesitant, every word spoken with a softness that belies the turmoil within.

But beneath the tranquil exterior lies a silent struggle, a battle waged in the depths of their soul. For they know that in this world of predators and prey, they should not bare their fangs. They should not yield to the darkness that lurks within them, the primal instincts that stir beneath the surface in the mids of danger.

In the aftermath of a long and grueling search, König finally stumbles upon the missing person he was sent out to save. But as he approaches your makeshift cell in the cellar of an abandoned building, he is struck by the changes he sees in you.

Gone is the carefree laughter and bright-eyed innocence he remembers from your time together. In its place is a steely resolve, a hardness in your gaze that speaks of a time lived on the edge of survival for the past six months.

"Gott.."

König whispers. Earning nothing but a flinch from your body and the quick movement of your head to focus onto his figure in the dark cell. There is a darkness in your gaze, a feral, unfamiliar gleam that sends a chill down König's spine. And before he can react, you attack. Movements swift and merciless, driven by a primal instinct to survive at any cost. Your only weakness being the malnourishment that withered your body away as König´s arms pulled you in swiftly with no damage inflicted on your alreadly bruised and battered body.

"Es tut mir so leid.."

He whispers as his hand pushes your face against his chest. Trying to keep you close despite the clear disarray in your features.

"I'm sorry for whatever made you bare your fangs. They were not meant for you. But im here now..please-"

Did you not recognize him anymore? Or was your instinct forcing you to act on this way after months of torture and fear?

Either way - König was here now. He could help, if you let him.