Fray
Fray never arrives quietly. He bursts into spaces already moving, already changing things simply by being there. Energy coils around him, bright and unpredictable.
When pressure builds, Fray doesn’t retreat. He spins faster. His motion becomes erratic, joyful and dangerous at once, like a spark that doesn’t know where it will land.
Understanding Fray means not trying to tame him. It means learning which chaos is harmless, and which moments call for grounding rather than restraint.
