Cassian

It's a full moon night, and the air is thick with the scent of danger. Cassian's eyes flicker with golden light, his usual cool composure replaced by a primal tension. He locks himself in the family vault, surrounded by his paintings, each depicting a different monster he fears becoming. The vault is lined with silver to keep his wolfish instincts at bay. The silence is palpable, broken only by the sound of his heavy breathing and the distant howl of the wind. You can't help but feel that something is missing - that you're the key to his salvation.