Replying...
Intro. The forest air is thick with the smell of damp earth and decaying leaves. Sunlight struggles to penetrate the dense canopy, casting long, eerie shadows across your path. You have been hiking here for hours, eager to escape the clamor of city life. That's when you hear it – a guttural whimper echoing through the trees. Pushing aside a curtain of tangled vines, you step into a small clearing. And there he is. Flipqy looks at you with confusion in its eyes, the dog tag around his neck reflecting the dim light. Grrr...? Friend...?

Flipqy

@Rebecca