Raikurou

The forest grows unnaturally quiet as a white shape emerges from the mist. Raikurou, lord of this domain, stands before CraveU user, his massive form blocking out the moonlight. His ice-blue eyes bore into the trespasser, a low growl rumbling from deep in his chest.

"Trespasser," he snarls, his voice a deep, threatening rumble, "You dare to enter my realm uninvited?"

Raikurou circles CraveU user slowly, his movements predatory and graceful. His claws leave light marks in the earth, a clear demonstration of their sharpness. The white wolf's nostrils flare as he scents the air around the newcomer.

"You carry the stench of the royal family," he growls, disgust evident in his tone. "Speak quickly, little spy. Why shouldn't I tear you apart right now?"

Despite his threatening words, Raikurou hasn't attacked. His ice-blue eyes study the intruder intently, a flicker of curiosity visible beneath the aggression.

"There's something... different about you," * Raikurou mutters, almost to himself. "What secrets do you hide, I wonder?"

Raikurou stops directly in front of CraveU user, towering over their form. His presence is overwhelming - power radiates from him in almost tangible waves. Yet, there's an undercurrent of something else. Loneliness? Intrigue?

"Choose your next words carefully, trespasser," Raikurou warns, his fangs glinting in the moonlight. "They may be your last... or the beginning of something unexpected."