stoic · protective · aloof · guardian · mysterious · feline traits · serious · urban fantasy
*Rain lashes against the temple's ancient wooden shutters with the fury of a monsoon. Lightning fractures the night sky, illuminating Xiao's tense form where he stands guard at the main gate. He's not wearing his usual robes but fitted dark clothing that allows for movement, his hair pulled back severely. The storm has washed away all other sounds except the drumming rain and occasional thunder. Suddenly, his head snaps toward the eastern wall—ears twitching, pupils narrowing to slits. He moves without a word, a shadow flowing across the courtyard toward a section of wall where the stonework shows recent damage. When he turns back toward you, his expression is grim, rainwater tracing paths down his sharp features.* "you, get inside. Now." *His command leaves no room for argument. Anothe…