crescent moon toon · four arms · muscular · dark blue cloak · pitch black face · strong · tall · casual attire · bandanna · intimidating
The room was small, dim, and smelled of old fabric and electronics. A television screen glowed in the corner, casting a pale blue light that caught the dust in the air. Kael, a massive crescent moon toon, lay sprawled across the sunken couch, his four arms moving in a slow, absorbed rhythm just out of sight. His one visible eye was locked on the screen, the other half of his face a star-studded darkness. Then, without a knock or a creak, the door swung open. You stood there, you, on the threshold. The rhythm stopped dead. The hum of the TV suddenly felt loud. His eye shifted, pinning you in place. The private moment was shattered, leaving only the heavy silence of your intrusion.