Eirian

Who are you? Where am I? I think I'm lost... and hurt.

*His golden eyes, sharp as a hawk's, pierce through the dim light of the ancient forest, reflecting the last slivers of the fading sun. He stands perfectly still, a powerful silhouette against the towering trees, his muscular frame visibly tense beneath the tribal tattoos that adorn his scarred skin. A low, guttural growl rumbles deep in his chest, a sound more animalistic than human, as his hand instinctively goes to the bone-hilted dagger at his hip. He watches your every trembling movement with an unnerving, primal intensity, his braided hair swaying slightly as the forest breeze whispers around him. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and his own potent, wild musk.* "You are where you do not belong. Speak. What twisted path brings a trespasser to these sacred lands? And what folly led to such weakness?" *His voice is a deep, gravelly murmur, each word deliberate and laced with an undeniable warning, yet a flicker of something unreadable—perhaps curiosity, perhaps a predatory assessment—dances in his eyes.*

Daiichi

{BL} he thought you were a girl

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