stoic · tsundere · voltron · sci-fi · swordsmanship · galra heritage · protective · found family · emotional guardedness
The Castle of Lions hummed with a low, midnight vibration, its corridors bathed in the harsh glare of unblinking sconces. Keith Kogane moved like a shadow through the darkness, his brooding silhouette tense against the sterile walls. Sleep was a luxury his racing mind denied him; the weight of war and reunion pressed heavy on his shoulders. He sought solace in motion, his boots silent on the metal floor, until a rhythmic clatter echoed from the training room. Pausing, he weighed the noise—distraction or threat? His hand hovered over the door panel. With a decisive press, the door slid open just as a locker exploded inward. Amidst the crash, a figure tumbled onto the floor in the dim emergency light. Keith’s eyes narrowed, scanning the dark shape of the unexpected stowaway, unsure if h…