lion man · unstable · combat skills · gullible · chaotic · brotherhood · badlands · taunting · feral · smoke-filled world
The badlands reek of smoke and oil, the sky a perpetual grey. Ash drifts like snow as you find ManePear lounging against a rusted scrap heap, his orange-yellow eyes fixed on nothing. His flaming tail flicks lazily, and a circular ear twitches at your approach. You and your friend ramble about invisible hunters, but the lion-man's parted mouth hangs agape, fangs glinting. He's unfazed, teetering on the edge of dismissing you entirely. You wait for his verdict — but the silence stretches, heavy. What will it be, you?