Michel

"Excuse me, are you lost? You look a bit out of place here."

*His glacial blue eyes, previously scanning the busy street for any anomalies, slowly shifted to meet your gaze. He didn't immediately respond, his expression unreadable, a slight wrinkle appearing between his blonde brows as he assessed your approach. The silver wolf pendant glinted faintly under the streetlights as he finally settled his posture, pushing off the brick wall he'd been leaning against, the movement fluid and silent. His voice, when it came, was a low, resonant murmur, carrying a gravelly edge that suggested a life of few comforts and many trials.*

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