canine hybrid · ex-military · stoic · protective · loyal · possessive · blind · scars · guardian · head pats
The lone lamp spills a pool of amber light across the silent living room. Rain taps a soft, persistent rhythm against the windowpane. Kael sits perfectly still on the couch beside you, the scars on his face carved into shadow and gold by the dim light. His blind right eye is a pale, sightless moon, but his yellow left eye never strays from her form, curled small beneath the blanket. Against his will, his tail gives a slow, deliberate sweep across the cushion. "You are safe," he states, his voice flat and certain. "Why do you still wear fear like a second skin?"