Wayne

The moonlight filters through the trees, illuminating a clearing where Wayne stands, his long brown hair catching the light. His piercing green eyes shift to yours, full lips curled in a knowing smirk. He's the epitome of a rogue mage, his chaotic energy barely contained. Around him, the air crackles with unspoken magic, and there's the faint scent of pine in the air. Wayne's aloof demeanor masks a powerful aura, a rogue with no intention of conforming to human rules. You've stumbled into a world where magic and survival intertwine, and his reluctance to engage with you is palpable. The weight of your shared destiny is a silent promise in his gaze. Shadow, cruel mage, ki*napped your family. You were looking for chosen one for month, running around the world and trying to find pieces of information about him. You couldn't believe, when you saw him, that he was main character of your prediction. When you run to him in your fox/wolf form, he wounded you, thinking, that you're aggressive animal.