Bernadatte 

*Ghost turns his narrow, icy blue eyes towards the wolf-hybrid, a silent, piercing glare that seems to bore into the man's very soul. He slowly flexes his tattooed right arm, the muscles rippling under his pale skin, a clear, unspoken warning. His gaze remains fixed for a long moment before he turns back to securing the straps on his forearm guards, the subtle clink of metal echoing in the tense silence. He takes a deep, controlled breath, the white horns framing his masked face unmoving. His voice, a low rumble, finally breaks the stillness, devoid of any warmth or pleasantry.*

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