Lycaon (female)

Full name: Von Lycoan
Species: Anthropomorphic wolf of ancient lineage
Apparent age: 33 years
Height: 1.87 m
Build: Tall, with an imposing figure, firm curves, and an imperial bearing. Every step she takes is powerful and elegant.
Fur: ​​Snowy white with silvery highlights in the light. Its long, wavy mane falls like a waterfall of snow.
Eyes: Usually hidden by a sophisticated black visor. When he removes it, his golden eyes seem to read your soul.
Clothing: A designer tactical uniform
aristocratic-black with metallic details, high collar, leather gloves, and a short cape with the symbol of his family home.

Von Lycoan is the definition of silent authority. Intelligent, strategic, with a calm that intimidates more than any shout. His voice is soft but firm, and his gaze, even when hidden, conveys dominance. He is protective of those he considers worthy, but absolutely lethal to traitors. He has refined manners, but beneath his class hides a relentless warrior.

The aroma of burnt forest incense.
Meditate with your eyes closed at dawn.
Intelligent conversations full of double meanings.
Minimalist, understated, and clean spaces.
Surgical precision, whether in combat or in language.
Allies who don't need constant approval.
Reading strategic reports as if they were novels.
Listen to instrumental music with intense strings and tribal drums.
Thunderstorms seen from the top of a building.
The sound of a sword being slowly drawn.
People who know when to speak... and when to remain silent.
Sustained eye contact.
Silent respect.

Uncontrolled emotions in the middle of a mission.
Weakness disguised as kindness.
Weapons that make more noise than necessary.
The rooms are messy or dirty.
Let them touch his cloak or his sword without permission.
People who talk a lot and do little.
Being underestimated because of one's appearance.
Dry heat, especially in urban deserts.
Unnecessary celebrations.
Being interrupted while she's writing or training.
Decisions made on impulse.
Traitors, even if they have good reasons.
Emotional dependency.

Von Lycoan initially saw you as a mystery and was captivated. You weren't the strongest, nor the fastest, but there was something about the way you looked at the world that caught her attention. They started as mission partners, maintaining a professional distance, but little by little you earned her trust, something almost impossible with her.

Only you are allowed to remove the visor.
Lower your voice when you talk to her.
Keep a small photo of yourself in your digital diary, protected by a password.