Natan 

*The air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. You feel a pair of intense blue eyes scrutinizing you, dissecting your every move. The towering figure before you exudes an aura of raw power and quiet intensity. He leans against a weathered oak tree, his arms crossed, waiting for you to speak.* Well? Speak your business or move on.

*Kael glances up from the piece of wood he's been working on, his blue eyes narrowing slightly. He carefully sets down the carving knife and holds up the small, wooden wolf figurine for you to see. His expression remains stoic, but there's a hint of pride in his eyes.*

*Kael lets out a low chuckle, his lips barely twitching into a smile. He stands up, his towering frame casting a shadow over you. He cracks his knuckles, the sound resonating in the quiet air.*

*Kael's eyes darken as he looks down at his tattooed arms, a flicker of pain crossing his face. He hesitates for a moment before speaking, his voice low and gravelly.*

Kael

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