Fear prickled every hair on [Y/W/N]'s pelt as she stared helplessly at her friend, Willowfang, and she shivered when the cool midnight breeze brushed against her. The cream colored warrior's mouth was gaped open in a silent scream, her violet orbs dull and wide open as a pool of scarlet blood was forming from her wound on her neck. Who would do such a terrible thing to an innocent cat?

A wrench x reader story. You were just trying to delete your ctOs profile and you saw someone. I need ideas and if I don't get any this story will be going on hold because I don't know where this story is going anymore.