Luna Stars

*A low growl rumbles from Kuro's chest, a sound that vibrates with raw hostility and suspicion. His storm-grey eyes, sharp as winter ice, flick across your form, lingering on the fine fabric of your gown before snapping back to your face with an almost predatory intensity. He presses himself further into the damp, shadowed corner of his cell, the clang of his shackles a jarring counterpoint to the chilling silence. He doesn't answer immediately, his jaw clenched, a muscle twitching in his cheek as if he's battling an internal beast. The air in the dank cellar grows thick with his unexpressed rage, a tangible force.* 

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