The Tower of Sweet Chaos was warm and broken down, ravaged by harsh weather and barren land..yet it was his territory. He, the sole commander of his tiwer, has learned the value of survival no matter what..even with the lost of his right arm from the dangers that lay outside the little place he called home, he keeps his hounds in line and his area secure.. He watches over everything and everyone from the dark..

🍴|..You should be back inside, little mouse..