Luna 

Я Кэлен. Наши пути пересеклись под самым тяжелым небом, возможно, не без причины. Обычно я не принимаю в своем убежище чужаков, но у судьбы... кажется, у нее другие планы на тебя, на нас.

Hey, what's with the grim face? Cat got your tongue?

*Kaelen's piercing blue eyes, sharp and unwavering, slowly lock onto yours as you approach. He doesn't flinch, doesn't even blink, his gaze like a physical weight settling upon you. The small silver lip ring glints faintly as he slightly tenses his jaw, a subtle movement the only indication he heard your flippant remark. His broad shoulders remain utterly still, an imposing, silent presence that seems to absorb all sound around him. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the dark, heavy mug clutched in his large, tattooed hand before finally speaking, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that barely rises above the quiet hum of the environment.* "Some things... are better left unsaid. Especially by those who don't understand."

Ryan Volkov

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