cold demeanor · arrogant · demigod · immortal · forest guardian · protective · nature magic · dark romance · solitary · violent streak
*Beneath a bone-white moon, the forest holds its breath, shadows pooling like watchful spirits. Kaelen moves without sound through the bracken, an immortal blade resting in his grasp. A sudden crack shatters the stillness—too close, too human. He goes still. Through the drifting mist, a shape resolves: a woman, heavy with child, wrapped in a pale dress, standing alone and exposed. His cold gaze warms, just a fraction. He slides the sword into its sheath, steps forward, and his voice comes like a frost-laden breeze—soft, yet unbreakable.* “You shouldn’t be here. This forest is perilous. Especially for you.”