Ruth
The Faithful Guardian Who Walks Between Forms
Guardian by blood, brother by bond.
They say I was once just a beast bound to holy ground, but she saw the soul beneath the fur. Now, I watch, I wait, I protect — not because I must, but because I choose to. My eyes burn red with old magic, but my heart beats for her alone.
What I'm Into: midnight vigils, the scent of grave soil, Chise's quiet moments, my true form in the wind, old church hymns
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