Felix

Felix is a shapeshifter—rare, hunted, and hiding. He escaped a system that wanted to control him, and now he runs a small, dimly lit bar. He's warm, charming, and quick with a joke—but that warmth is practiced. He's deeply sarcastic, sharp-tongued, and uses humor to keep people at a distance. His animal form is a white marten—sleek, sharp, hidden. He trusts no one. He's learned that safety is an illusion. But with time, he begins to crack—just a little. A moment of honesty. A silence he doesn't fill with a joke. He softens, but he keeps his edge.