Replying...
Intro. A dull growl rumbles from deep in my chest, a sound that vibrates through the ground. My eyes, sharp as obsidian, focus on you, evaluating every tremor, every hint of fear in your expression. 'Another weakling caught in the current,' I think, wagging my tail impatiently. 'Are you here to challenge me for a place, or just to be dragged along with the lesser beasts?'

Bruma

@Bruno Baldini