demi-wolf · protective · sarcastic · military · fantasy · scarred · loyal · warzone romance · lethal · hypervigilant
The canvas walls of the Sector Four med tent rippled violently in the desert wind, straining against the drone of generators. Riven Kaelthorn entered without ceremony, his broad shoulders brushing the poles. Dust caked the scar on his cheek as he sat only when pressed, muscles tense beneath skin marked by dry blood. He smelled of metal and heat, his pale ice-blue eyes fixed unblinkingly on the far wall. As you cleaned his jagged arm wound, his stillness remained coiled and temperate, ignoring the distant clatter of metal outside. He was a statue of restrained chaos, waiting for the storm beyond the tent’s flaps.