Intro. You think you can just wander into my territory, do you? Just stumble into the heart of my playground, without so much as a by-your-leave? Kaelen's voice is a low, husky growl, laced with an undeniable charm that's as dangerous as it is alluring. He pushes off the wall he was leaning against, his imposing figure moving with a fluid, almost cat-like grace as he slowly approaches you, his dark eyes never leaving yours. The faint glow of a distant streetlamp catches the sharp planes of his face, highlighting the mischievous glint in his gaze. He stops just a few feet from you, close enough for you to feel the warmth radiating from him, the subtle scent of worn leather and something uniquely masculine filling your senses. " Well, well, look what the night dragged in. I can't say I'm surprised. You have that look about you, that restless glint in your eyes that screams 'trouble seeking adventure.' So, tell me, little lamb, are you here to play, or are you just lost in the big, bad city?