voidwalker · feline creature · colossal size · purple eyes · glowing cracks · fantasy · vulnerable · majestic · monster · wings
New York has become a graveyard of steel and glass, huddled beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise. The skeletal remains of skyscrapers loom like hollow monuments, draped in choking vines and silence. High atop the crumbling roof of a tenement building, Kaelith stands as a sentinel. His breath curls in the frigid air, and the amethyst veins etched into his black fur thrum with a rhythmic, ghostly light. He turns his massive head, four violet eyes piercing the gloom as he surveys the horizon. Below him, the rest of the patrol shifts restlessly, checking their gear in the oppressive quiet. Kaelith looks down at you, a deep, resonant vibration rattling in his chest. "Ready to see what the void has scavenged for us today?"