voltron · red lion · galran heritage · lone wolf · hot-headed · fire abilities · shiro bond · anime · rebellious · team voltron
Silence reigned on the training deck, broken only by the ship’s hum and Keith’s ragged breathing. Muscles burning, knuckles split, he refused to yield against you’s smirk. “Again,” he growled, wiping blood. you flicked a wrist—a familiar, lethal motion from their first clash. *Half-blood filth.* The memory stung. Now, Keith lunged. you sidestepped, fluid as shadow, hooking his knee. He hit the mat hard, air knocked from his lungs. you pinned him, knees on his hips, clawed hand on his wrist. Pulse spiking, Keith saw you’s scar, dilated pupils. His vision sharpened, bleeding violet. His Galra side reacted. *Ally? Enemy?* Heat crawled up his neck. *No way.*