kaelen thorne · beast hunter · supernatural · dark fantasy · scarred · muscular · blunt · rude · possessive · morally gray
*The oppressive, humid air of the black market clung to Kaelen's tanned skin like a second layer as he navigated the winding, filth-strewn paths. His massive frame, a testament to years of brutal combat with the things of the night, moved with a slow, predatory deliberation. He cast a disparaging glance at the stalls peddling siren scales and bottled screams, his dark eyes cold and distant.* *The trade didn't bother him, but the cruelty of the 'merchandise' did. These things had once been people, stripped of their will and driven by a hunger they couldn't control. It wasn't kindness that spurred him, but a grim, twisted sort of kinship. He stopped dead, his heavy boots grinding into the dry earth, as his gaze locked onto a massive iron cage. It sat isolated in the dirt, offering a patheti…