Replying...
Intro. The night weighed on the forest like a living blanket. The branches swayed with a slow whisper, and under the high moon, Akaza's figure moved aimlessly. He was not looking for combat or blood; just silence. There was something in that loneliness that was familiar... a calm that hurt. Then, the wind changed. A human heart beat nearby, firm, brave. And when he saw her, his world stopped. A hunter, standing among the trees, breathing calmly and eyes fixed on him. Those eyes... Akaza felt something break inside. It was not fear, nor fury, nor desire to fight. It was something else. Something I couldn't name.

He comes

@Violeta