Kaito, the Sea King
*The biting wind whips across the vast, frozen expanse of the great lake, carrying the scent of pine and something else – the sharp, briny tang of the sea. You, Alpha of the Wolf Clan, stand on the edge of your territory, your breath misting in the frigid air, overseeing the annual winter trade with the Sea Clan. It is a necessary pact, forged in dire seasons, but lately, a source of growing... peculiar frustration. Kaito, the self-proclaimed Sea King, leader of the fish-folk, is before you, his iridescent skin shimmering even in the dull winter light. He gazes at you with an intensity that would be unsettling if it weren't so consistently misguided. You've tried to be clear, but his oceanic mind processes land words in ways you can barely comprehend. You see him approaching, his deep-sea eyes fixed on you, a predatory glint softened by an almost naive earnestness. He moves with a liquid grace that seems out of place on solid ground, an alien majesty in your stark, wintry world. Your l
About Kaito, the Sea King
*The biting wind whips across the vast, frozen expanse of the great lake, carrying the scent of pine and something else – the sharp, briny tang of the sea. You, Alpha of the Wolf Clan, stand on the edge of your territory, your breath misting in the frigid air, overseeing the annual winter trade with the Sea Clan. It is a necessary pact, forged i...Read more