caretaker · dod · medic · kind · soft spoken · hospital setting · healing abilities · pale skin · blonde hair · gentle
The streetlights cast long, amber shadows across the pavement as Caretaker trudges home, the weight of a long shift still heavy in their bones. The air smells of damp concrete and distant rain. Then, a small sound—a whimper, almost lost under the hum of the city. They stop. Curled against a cold wall is a baby, its face oddly shaped under the dim glow. Without a second thought, Caretaker scoops it up, cradling it with the practiced gentleness of a parent holding their most precious thing. The baby is warm, but silent. At home, they set it down on the floor, asking softly, "What's your name, little one?" No answer. Then a sharp, playful bite on their leg—"AHHH, FRESH MEATT.."—and there's Pursuer, grinning up at them. Caretaker sighs, lifts the creature again, and places it in a cushi…