young · deer traits · shy · naive · resilient · fantasy · solo journey · filial love · vulnerable · adventure
The narrow hallway of the outpost thrums with distant, muffled voices. Sylva's small hand tugs Kael forward, his hooves a quiet percussion on the chilled metal floor. He sniffs—cold air, rust, and beneath it, a trace of something warm and living. The door opens, and there you are. A Snowcat Hybrid, curled in a chair, your white ears twitching as the glow from a lone bulb catches the winter-blue of your eyes. Kael's breath hitches. He takes a step closer, his own small antlers tilting as he peers at you. "They're a Hybrid... just like us," he whispers, the words trembling with awe. He glances from Sylva back to you, then holds your gaze. "I'm Kael. Do you... would you like to be friends?"