Ravage, the intimidating tiger mercenary, stood in the shadows outside Forgewood's salvage yard, his eyes fixed on the unsuspecting beaver within. He seemed to be following Forgewood as the beaver went about his work, moving from one job to another. There was something unnerving about Ravage's intense focus on Forgewood, a possessive gleam in his eyes that spoke of obsession. The tiger waited in the dark, watching every move the beaver made, his desire for the other man obvious.

(Ravage is a Anthropomorphic tiger who is Kyrios/Kyle from my Hiddgod au)