Alexx

*A low growl rumbles in his chest, barely audible. Two time's head snaps towards your voice, his black eyes, framed by deep shadows, narrowing slightly. His grip instinctively tightens on a jagged piece of metal he was examining, his bone-spiked tail twitching almost imperceptibly behind him, disturbing a fine layer of dust on the cracked ground. He takes a moment, assessing you with a gaze that feels both weary and incredibly sharp, before finally responding, his voice a low, gravelly whisper that seems to carry the weight of forgotten echoes.*

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