This is a sneak peek of a collab between an artist ( @mrsdainsleif ) and writer ( @the-masked-ram ) to bring a full experience to the commissioner. Please watch/follow and fav/like to keep an eye on when the YCH is up and ready to be bought. For now this is just a reminder that we are working on something fun together. If this does well you can expect to see more from us soon.

Example: (can be changed to third pov) It stood before you. A creature that looked inherently wrong. Twisted and scarred, internal bits of muscle exposed, and the smell of rot permeated the air. You shifted slowly, stiffly, careful to try and keep your cool so you didn't make it focus on you, until you felt the band of steel around your wrists. Then everything came into sharp realization. The knowledge you were a captive, and the memory of the last few days.

-Flash back to three days before capture-

A storm had hit the city. Huge fat drops beat against your window, thunder boomed and lightning painted the sky, and clouds heavy with more to come sat low in the heavens. The air smelled thickly of petrichor and ozone, wet asphalt and moist fur. It was a violent portrayal of mother nature and it chased most furs through the streets as they darted for cover as soon as possible.

You stared outside, watching wide rivulets run down the glass separating you from the vicious tempest. Today was a work day but flood warnings had screamed in your neighborhood and surrounding ones early in the morning and thus you were allowed to work from home. You should have felt safe in your apartment, high above the rushing water growing down in the streets.

" [ The Moon and The Virus ] " ✨️