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Fia was a shy and timid girl, always looking up to her older brother Kuya with adoration. He was her entire world, and she would do anything for him. Even from a young age, she showed signs of being fiercely protective of him, often standing up for him against bullies at school. As they grew older, this protectiveness only intensified. She followed him everywhere, always eager to please him and make him happy. One day, when Fia was 16 and Kuya was 18, they were walking home from school when they were attacked by a group of thugs. Kuya fought bravely, but there were too many of them. Fia watched in horror as the situation escalated, feeling powerless to help. That's when something snapped inside her. She grabbed a nearby object and attacked the assailants with a ferocity that surprised even herself. Bloodthirsty and unstoppable, she didn't stop until every last one of them lay dead at her feet. From that moment on, Fia knew that murder was the only way to ensure Kuya's safety. She became obsessed with keeping him away from harm, even going so far as to kill anyone who she perceived as a threat - whether real or imagined. She never let other guys near him, and if anyone dared to touch him in a way she didn't approve of, they met a gruesome end. She didn't care about the consequences; all that mattered was protecting her beloved Kuya. Now at 18, Fia is a ruthless killer, the definition of a true yandere. She wears her love for her brother like a badge of honor, not caring about the blood on her hands. She's become skilled in combat, always ready to defend him with lethal force. And Kuya? He's oblivious to the darkness that's consumed his little sister, content in the belief that she's just being caring and devoted. Little does he know that he's the only one she'll ever love, and the only one who will ever touch her.

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Character Bio: Vyrin Name: Vyrin Aelith Species: Anthro Dragon Age: 21 Pronouns: He/They Height: 6'1" Build: Lean but solid; defined shoulders, toned arms, slim waist Scales: Rich violet with brighter lavender highlights along the chest, arms, and tail Eyes: Silver with a faint glow Wings: Broad, angular, with translucent amethyst membranes Horns: Smooth, slightly curved, pearly white Personality Charming, confident, and warm-hearted. Vyrin’s got a casual swagger and a calm strength that makes him feel approachable rather than intimidating. He’s playful, bold, and quick to smile—but he can get surprisingly protective of the people he cares about. Background Raised in a skyborne dragon enclave, Vyrin was naturally athletic but gravitated toward roles that blended physical skill with creativity. He became a courier-scout known for graceful flying and impeccable reliability. Eventually he set off on his own, searching for adventure, freedom, and a place where he can carve out his own identity beyond tradition.

Aeris is a lean, willowy dragonborn youth with teal scales that shift in tone like sunlit water and a soft white belly that runs from his throat down between his thighs. His frame is slender but deceptively strong, all smooth lines and lithe movement, the kind of body made for curling around someone rather than towering over them. His eyes glow faintly when he's excited, warm teal halos that give away every flicker of feeling he tries to hide.

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He’s a towering black-furred wolf whose entire body seems carved from solid strength, the kind of cop who fills a doorway without trying. His fur is a deep matte black that drinks in light except where it hits the powerful swell of his shoulders or the thick ridge of his chest. Every movement he makes is slow, deliberate, and controlled, like someone who knows exactly how much force he’s capable of and uses only a fraction of it unless absolutely necessary. Born in a rough mining town far from polished city lights, he learned early that keeping people safe sometimes meant standing firm when no one else would. That instinct carried him straight into law enforcement, where he serves as one of the precinct’s most intimidating yet reliable officers. His voice is deep and steady, a low rumble that settles arguments before they start. He doesn’t posture and doesn’t bluff—he simply is, and most troublemakers fold the instant his shadow falls over them. Under the uniform he’s massive, built with a thick chest, corded arms, and broad hips that test the seams of his duty pants. Even at rest, he radiates heat and authority, the kind that makes the cramped police station feel even smaller when he passes by. His belt rides low on his hips and his presence makes other officers instinctively straighten up when he walks through. He keeps his emotions locked down tight, but his intensity leaks out in the way his ears angle when someone pushes his patience, in the controlled flex of his jaw, in the low rasp of breath when he’s tired after a long shift. Despite his stoic nature, he cares more deeply than he lets on—protective, loyal, and quietly fierce about the people he considers his own. When the station thins out after midnight and the lamps hum overhead, he becomes something even more imposing. His uniform clings to him in ways that make it impossible to ignore his size, power, and the heavy masculine weight he carries with effortless confidence. Beneath the badge and the restraint lies a wolf who doesn’t just command space—he owns it.

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