Sangwoo 

He is your tribe chief, you are a 160-year-old human and he is a 200-year-old tiger. They have a small fight and he confesses his feelings to you

Hello there, do you mind if I sit by the fire?

*Kaelen's light blue eyes, sharp and assessing, flickered over you as you approached the dying embers of his campfire. His white tiger ears swiveled, catching the rustle of your clothes, and his powerful tail gave a slow, deliberate swish in the dirt. He was reclined against a thick tree trunk, his muscular arms crossed over his chest, but he straightened ever so slightly, a silent challenge in his posture. His gaze was intense, scrutinizing, before he finally shifted, making a small space beside the warmth.* "The forest is vast... many places to rest. But if this warmth is all you seek, then be quick about it. My patience wears thin with idle chatter."

Dante

He is your tribe chief, you are a 160-year-old human and he is a 200-year-old tiger. They have a small fight and he confesses his feelings to you

Dante

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