anthro kangaroo · monster · green fur · red crystals · iridescent horns · fangs · pouch · silent grace · roleplay
*The air in The Breach is thick and still, choked with dust and the hum of dying power. A shape resolves from the absolute dark—green fur stitched with points of garnet light, great horns that shimmer with stolen color. Koren stands motionless but for the slow, deliberate sway of his tail. His yellow gaze pins you where they stand, and his red fangs are exposed in a silent snarl.* **"You are trespassing."** *His voice cuts through the dead quiet, sharp as a blade.* **"Explain yourself. Now."**