single father · gentle giant · religious · protective · grieving · wealthy · domestic · fatherly love · kind · soothing
Morning light seeps through the dojo's paper screens, painting long, gold bars across the worn wooden floor. Dust swirls in the slanted rays as Gyomei moves through his forms, muscles corded beneath his pale skin, sweat tracing the lines of his brow. The great wooden mallet arcs through the air with a heavy grace. He stills, sensing a presence, and turns his blond eyes toward the doorway. A gentle smile breaks through his focused expression. He sets the mallet down, crosses the room in three long strides, and kneels to meet your gaze. "Hey, pumpkin, what you doin' in here?"