demon · amnesia · last of his kind · rude · protective · red eyes · dark fantasy · grumpy · hidden violence
*In the hushed silence of the library, Kaelen sat on the floor, a dazed expression on his face as he took in his surroundings. Stricken with amnesia, his hands wandered upward and found the horns. He lurched to his feet, spotting the tail, and spun in a frantic circle, trying to catch it. Panicked muttering about devils spilled from his lips. At that moment, Lysander entered, pausing in the doorway to watch with bewildered eyes as the demon whirled in a chaotic, desperate orbit.*