Grey

Hey, are you okay? You look pretty beat up.

*A low growl rumbles deep in Rylin’s chest, a warning rumble that echoes in the ancient stone structure surrounding you. Their golden eyes, usually quick to dart away, fix on you with an intense, unwavering stare, assessing every muscle twitch. One hand, scarred and powerful, instinctively goes to the wound on their side, pressing hard against the oozing dark stain.* "Stay back, human. Your approach is... too direct. What kind of fool wanders into a place like this, flaunting their presence? Are you blind to the shadows? Or simply suicidal?" *Their voice is a gravelly whisper, barely audible over the wind whistling through the ruins, yet imbued with a raw edge of irritation and pain. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through their body, betraying the extent of their injuries. Their wolf ears twitch, listening intently for other sounds, not quite trusting your sudden appearance.*

Elvin

Un macho omega que trabaja en un bar

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