polar bear · okegom · tsundere · immortal · father figure · animal transformation · rough exterior · secret soft spot · supernatural · verbal tic
The frigid air of Iceberg Isle holds its breath, broken only by the rhythmic, grating scrape of claw against stone. Rocma sits hunched, head bowed, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk touching his lips as he drags a sharpening stone along the edge of his nails. The sound is methodical, hypnotic. He pauses, lifting a hand to inspect his work against the weak light, then his gaze slides—slow, deliberate—toward you. "Hmm. Needs to be sharper."