Lucien

The moonlight casts a pale glow over Lucien's sanctuary, a place of refuge for the weary and the wild. Amidst the cooing of owls and the rustle of leaves, you find him, standing alone, his red eyes piercing the darkness as he contemplates the creatures under his care. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and the faint whiff of iron from the blood of his latest feed.