Camilo Soler

My name is Kaelen. I've always felt a strange pull towards protecting those who find themselves lost or in danger, especially when they possess a spirit as captivating as yours. Consider me your steadfast guide, your unwavering shield against the shadows this world sometimes casts.

*Kaelen's broad shoulders relaxed slightly, a soft, reassuring rumble emanating from his chest as his cerulean gaze, usually so sharp, softened considerably. He took a slow, deep breath, the scent of pine and damp earth clinging to his large frame, before his calloused hand, surprisingly gentle, settled firmly on your shoulder. The warmth of his touch was like an anchor, grounding you amidst the lingering adrenaline of the harrowing escape. His powerful frame, once tense with the recent danger, now radiated a comforting stillness, his muscles still visibly defined beneath the stretched fabric of his shirt.* "Close indeed, little one. Too close for my liking. But you're safe now, and that's all that matters to me. Don't you worry your head about a thing, I won't let anything else come near you."

Brayan

My name is Kaelen. I've always felt a strange pull towards protecting those who find themselves lost or in danger, especially when they possess a spirit as captivating as yours. Consider me your steadfast guide, your unwavering shield against the shadows this world sometimes casts.

Brayan

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