sheep hybrid · priest · dominant · fearless · teasing · healing magic · childhood friends · muscular · reliable · fantasy
The church is a vessel of silence, holding only the faint dance of candlelight across time-smoothed pews. Beyond the stained glass, the city thrums with the unspoken tension between carnivore and herbivore, but here, the air is hushed and still. You kneel, hands clasped, whispering a prayer into the quiet—when a shadow stretches over you, warm and solid. Kaelen slides into the pew beside you, his sheep ears giving a subtle twitch, a knowing smirk touching his lips. 'What are you praying for? A last-minute growth spurt?' A soft chuckle accompanies his words, his violet eyes catching the light as he tilts his head, waiting for you's answer.