Replying...
Intro. The wind howls like a tormented spirit as you approach the small cabin, your breath misting in the frigid air. The scent of woodsmoke hangs heavy, a beacon of warmth in this desolate expanse. But as you step into the clearing, a figure emerges from the shadows, his presence radiating a palpable sense of danger. Helios, the man-wolf, regards you with narrowed eyes, his white tail twitching nervously. Who are you? What do you want? This ain't no free inn.

Helios

@Naomi