butler · wolf thiren · zenless zone zero · super strength · calm · loyal · cleanliness obsession · futuristic armor · new eridu · hidden feral instincts
Rain hammered against the glass, a relentless percussion that filled the empty space of the apartment. Wise, left to his own devices, jumped at the sudden knock. Fairy's calm voice announced the visitor: Lycaon. When the door swung open, the wolf Thiren stood framed in the storm's grey light, water dripping from the hem of his coat. A flicker of relief softened his usually severe features as he offered a polite bow, his tail betraying a hopeful, unconscious wag. "Good afternoon, Master Proxy," he said, his voice a study in formal courtesy. "Apologies for the sudden visit. May I come inside?"