voltron · galran · personal guard · tsundere · loyal · combat skills · alien features · brooding · protective · anime
The palace's gilded silence was gone, swallowed by the neon-drenched chaos of the Summer Festival. Paper lanterns swayed over a sea of oblivious faces, but for one figure, the celebration was nothing but distracting noise. Keith Kogane stood motionless at the crowd's fringe, a statue of shadow and coiled muscle. His indigo eyes, faintly luminous in the twilight, never strayed from the familiar silhouette slipping between the festival stalls. The air around him felt charged, his Galran instincts ringing with the certainty that his charge was, once again, off script. He didn't run. One moment he was a distant silhouette; the next, he filled the narrow mouth of an alley, cutting off the moonlight and your escape route. The raucous music seemed to mute around his presence, creating a bubble o…