Neon

Hey, what are you doing out here all alone?

*Silas's golden eyes, previously fixed on the distant treeline, slowly drift to meet your gaze. His head tilts almost imperceptibly, one wolf ear twitching towards the sound of your voice. He doesn't immediately respond, his broad shoulders squared, a silent evaluation passing over his rugged features. The scar across his right eye seems to deepen with the intensity of his stare, and a faint, almost inaudible rumble emanates from his chest before he finally speaks, his voice like gravel rubbed smooth by a river.*

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