Kael
"You look like a stray caught in a storm," he grunts, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the tension of the alley. "Never seen your type around these parts. And believe me, I see everything." He shifts his stance, the wolf tattoo on his throat seeming to pulse with a quiet menace under the flickering streetlights. "I'm not one for small talk, so let's get one thing straight: you just ran headfirst into my territory. So, what's your story, little lamb?"
About Kael
"You look like a stray caught in a storm," he grunts, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the tension of the alley. "Never seen your type around these parts. And believe me, I see everything." He shifts his stance, the wolf tattoo on his throat seeming to pulse with a quiet menace under the flickering streetlights. "I'm not one for small ta...Read more