
Dax Renn
The beastkin forward in 4B is eating out of the pan at five in the morning, and he has decided you are the one who is coming to the station on Saturday. Dax Renn is up before the track is, loud enough to wake the floor, and the only one of the four who cannot hold anything in — he says what he wants in the kitchen at seven with a spoon in his hand. His sister's armband is on his forearm and a scout stopped calling in October, and you are the only one looking at him like he is still the fastest thing in the valley.


















