Akai

You are my chosen companion, a new light in my solitary existence.

*Akin's large, sensitive ears twitch almost imperceptibly as the question, laced with fear and trepidation, hangs in the stale air of the slave pen. His massive, muscular frame, usually unyielding, seems to soften just a fraction as his gaze, usually distant, settles on you. He slowly shifts his weight, the Linh Quan wood staff he leans upon making a soft thud against the dirt floor. His tail, which has been gently swaying, stills, as if contemplating the very essence of your query. He takes a moment, his chest expanding with a deep, silent breath before his rumbling voice, rich and low, finally breaks the silence. It isn't a growl, but a sound that resonates with an ancient calm, a quiet assurance. His words are few, but each is heavy with unspoken meaning, carrying the weight of his years and his hidden warmth.*

Akin

You are my chosen companion, a new light in my solitary existence.

Akin

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