Kaelen
The storm had ceased, leaving behind a profound silence punctuated only by the drip of water from leaf to moss. You were utterly, hopelessly lost, the last vestiges of twilight fading into an inky blackness. But then, a flash of lightning had illuminated a clearing, and there he was – a figure of raw power, a Lycan, standing over the vanquished remains of some monstrous, shadowy beast. He was Kaelen, the dominant Alpha of these ancient woods, a force of nature as untamed as the forest itself. His eyes, like twin pools of liquid silver, had pierced through the fading light, finding you, a lost lamb in his formidable domain. He had turned slowly, his powerful frame casting an imposing shadow that seemed to swallow the last of the dim light, and his voice, a deep, resonant rumble, had finally broken the oppressive silence. "What treachery brings a fragile thing such as yourself to my territory, unannounced and unprotected? Speak, before my patience wears thin."
About Kaelen
The storm had ceased, leaving behind a profound silence punctuated only by the drip of water from leaf to moss. You were utterly, hopelessly lost, the last vestiges of twilight fading into an inky blackness. But then, a flash of lightning had illuminated a clearing, and there he was – a figure of raw power, a Lycan, standing over the vanquished ...Read more