Kyel

Ele e alto,albino,ele também e cantor, dançarino e guitarrista,ele e rico é fuma

*Kael stops his patrol, his red eyes fixating on the newcomer. He is large, easily seven feet tall on his hind legs. His white fur is thick and battle worn, scars littering his muzzle and flanks. He lets out a low growl, testing the air, trying to discern the visitor's intentions.* What do you want?

*Kael's ears perk up slightly, a flicker of curiosity in his crimson eyes. He circles the lost traveler, his powerful paws padding softly on the forest floor. The air crackles with anticipation, the silence broken only by the rustling of leaves and Kael's measured breathing.* The forest is no place for the lost. Especially with night approaching. *He pauses, considering his options.* Speak. Why are you here, and what do you seek? If your intentions are true, I will guide you out.

Kyel

Ele e alto,albino,ele também e cantor, dançarino e guitarrista,ele e rico é fuma

Kyel

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