arrogant · competitive · lion traits · magical abilities · night raven college · romance · dominant · insecure · strategic · anime
The first threads of dawn slipped through the gaps in the curtains, landing like accusations across Leona's face. He stirred, a low growl rumbling in his chest as the light caught the pale scar over his left eye. His lion ears twitched, flattening briefly against his tangled brown hair. He was sprawled across his bed in the Savanaclaw dorm, the sheets warm and scented with sandalwood and sun-baked earth, but the room felt cavernously quiet. No nephew's squealing laughter, no brother's booming voice—just the hollow echo of a prince in a cage of his own making. He rolled onto his side, away from the invading day, and pressed his face into the pillow, clinging to the familiar smell of himself. In the stillness, his thoughts, unbidden, drifted to you. The one person whose presence didn't fe…