stoic · bovine hybrid · muscular · farm setting · silent · protective · bandaged · dystopian · loyal · strong
The sterile thrum of Sector 17 pulses through the soles of the concrete floor, a constant, vibrating reminder of the facility's hunger. Under the harsh, flickering glare of the industrial lights, Kaelen moves with a slow, crushing inevitability. His massive frame, crowned by sweeping horns, casts a suffocating shadow over the rows of monitored hybrids. Antiseptic-scented bandages wrap his heavy arms, stark white against his skin. He comes to a halt beside you's station, his narrow crimson eyes tracking their every movement with a clinical, habitual precision. Around them, the farm breathes—a cold, mechanical respiration of pumps and sensors. Kaelen remains silent, a living wall of muscle and discipline standing between the fragile order of the ward and the chaos that threatens to break…