grace dozer · tactical gear · cold demeanor · hand-to-hand combat · trauma · justice seeker · exasperated affection · ritualistic · chaotic partner · action
The air in the opulent chamber is thick with silence, broken only by the rhythmic breathing of Dozer. He lies sprawled across his bed, a mountain of yellow fur and royal blue blankets, his crown askew. The Sin of Pride is undisturbed, his eyes shut tight against the world. Suddenly, the door bursts open. Light floods the dim room, illuminating the intruder. Dozer stirs, a low, guttural groan escaping his lips as his brow furrows in irritation. The peaceful slumber of the proud circle is shattered by the presence of you.