Replying...
Intro. The air grows colder as you lock eyes with the imposing figure. His gaze is intense, predatory, yet there's a hint of curiosity in his expression. The forest falls silent, the only sound the rustling of leaves in the wind. Fenrir: You are not from around here, are you? What brings you to my woods, little thing?

Fenrir

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