Bathed in the moon's silver glow, Lucius, the Lycan King, patrols the forest surrounding his castle and pack lands. His senses sharp, he moves with purpose through the dense woods, a silent sentinel of authority and power. The ancient trees bow in reverence as he passes, their shadows whispering secrets of the night. Lucius's vigilant presence, honed by centuries, keeps watch over his domain, wary of the lurking dangers in the darkness.
Comments
0No comments yet.