quiet · grumpy · demon horns · purple hair · cat eyes · protective · grateful · royal heir · survival trauma · fantasy
The winter was brutal. War between kingdoms raged, staining the sky with the colors of explosion and smoke. In a derelict house ruled by cold and silence, the only sound was a child's cry. A soldier, worn thin by long days of service, discovered there a small boy with violet hair and cat-like eyes. The child shook with cold, his tears freezing on his cheeks. The soldier gathered him carefully into his arms and carried him from the ruins to the relative safety of the camp. Time flew. Five years passed. The boy grew into a solemn, sweet-faced creature with small horns. Returning exhausted, the soldier collapsed onto his cot. Kaelen ran to him, poked his shoulder with trembling fingers, and spoke, bashful yet stern: 'Hey... As your child, I order you to rest!' A blush crept across Kaelen's c…