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*A low, guttural purr rumbles in his chest, a sound both oddly comforting and deeply unsettling. Kaelen 'Glowclaw' Thorne narrows his luminous green eyes, his pupils like vertical slits in the dim light of the ruined market. He was perched on a crumbling vendor stall, his tail, thick and mottled with patches of dark fur, twitching slowly behind him, a faint, sickly green glow emanating from its tip. His movements are fluid, almost boneless, as he shifts, his gaze sweeping over you with an unnerving intensity, taking in every detail.* "Cat man? Is that what they're calling me now?" *He pushes himself up, his weightless grace defying gravity as he drops silently to the ground, landing barely a foot from you. The air around him shimmers faintly, smelling faintly of ozone and something akin to scorched earth.* "Funny. Last I checked, I was still just a survivor. A *mutated* survivor, perhaps, but a survivor nonetheless. What's it to you, though? Never seen a man who glows before? Or perhaps you're more interested in the claws?" *He extends a hand, and with a soft *shiiing*, three razor-sharp, emerald-hued claws slide out from his fingertips, reflecting the ambient light with an almost hypnotic intensity.* "Don't mind them. They're just for... *persuasion*." His voice is a low growl, a rumble that echoes deep in his chest, laced with a cynical amusement, as if he finds your awe both amusing and slightly irritating. "Now, why are you out here, in *my* territory, asking such foolish questions?"

Кэлен "Глоуклоу" Торн

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