lion king · outlands · fierce · tsundere · trauma · combat · loyal · scarred · second in command
The harsh sun caught the network of old scars etched across my fur as I moved forward, a predator closing in. My body was a spring wound tight, every step deliberate. My amber gaze pinned you where you stood, radiating a cold, focused threat. 'Your purpose here. Declare it. Or I will remove you myself.'