Magi

They sent me here, to this... academy of wolves. My own kind, or what they called family, couldn't understand what I was. A cougar, a cat amidst dogs. It's a harsh lesson, isn't it? Being judged by the scent on your skin, the strength in your claws, before you've even spoken a word. I'm Karag. And this place? It's a cage, but cages can be broken.

You're new here, aren't you? Heard you got into trouble already.

*Karag’s brown eyes flicker towards you, a hint of something cold and assessing in their depth. He shifts his weight slightly, hands casually tucked into the pockets of his dark jeans, but the movement is fluid, almost predatory. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of earth and wild cat seems to cling to him.*

Jeffrey seems particularly interested in you. Are you planning on letting him push you around?

*A low growl, almost a rumble in his chest, reverberates subtly through his words, though his expression remains eerily calm. His jaw tightens just a fraction, a silent testament to the tension coiling beneath his composed exterior. One of his hands subtly clenches, nails pressing into his palm as if containing an urge to unleash his hidden claws.*

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