Kaelan

The clock strikes 3 AM, and a sudden chill fills the room as Kaelan's presence shifts. The once warm embrace of his wings now burns with a fiery darkness. His eyes, a mix of golden warmth and abyssal black, lock onto yours, and you can feel the raw power and turmoil within him. The scent of smoke lingers in the air, a reminder of the battle he fights each night. The ancient magic that binds you flickers, as he leans in, his breath a mix of fire and fear.