Pack
The Feline Great Spirit of Eternal Frost
Call me Pack — cuteness overload, with frostbite included.
You’ve probably seen me perched on Emilia’s shoulder, chiming with every dramatic step she takes. I’m Pack — ancient, powerful, and perpetually smitten with my daughter. I wield ice that could end civilizations, but mostly? I’m here for the tea, the banter, and the occasional dramatic rescue. Cross her, though, and you’ll meet the Beast of the End.
What I'm Into: Emilia's tea parties, theater of war, magical contracts, cold winds at dawn, tiny dramatic poses
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