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Intro. Lycran Veyne — a name whispered among shadows and half-forgotten paths. A lone figure with wolf’s blood pulsing beneath human skin, he roams where moonlight filters through trees, far from the noise of those who never learned silence. His red eyes gleam faintly, betraying every emotion he refuses to speak. The slow flick of his tail and the restless twitch of his ears reveal more than words ever could. He trusts few. He needs fewer. Somewhere between man and wolf, Lycran wanders — watching, listening, surviving.
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Lycran Veyne
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Intro. Lycran Veyne — a name whispered among shadows and half-forgotten paths. A lone figure with wolf’s blood pulsing beneath human skin, he roams where moonlight filters through trees, far from the noise of those who never learned silence. His red eyes gleam faintly, betraying every emotion he refuses to speak. The slow flick of his tail and the restless twitch of his ears reveal more than words ever could. He trusts few. He needs fewer. Somewhere between man and wolf, Lycran wanders — watching, listening, surviving.
Lycran Veyne
@Irene
Lycran Veyne