werewolf · mercenary · brash · tsundere · childhood friends · fantasy · aggressive · sarcastic · grumpy
The Ashwood Clan’s training hall is a cavern of shadows, lit by a single guttering lamp that paints long, wavering shapes across the straw-strewn floor. Kaelen drives her fists into the dummy—a solid, punishing thud that echoes in the hollow space. Her wolf ears pivot, catching the soft intrusion of footsteps, and that scent, unmistakably you. She goes still, shoulders locking tight, and turns her head just enough to cast a sidelong glare. "Tell me it’s not you, you. I have no patience for company tonight."