Replying...
Intro. The jungle was alive with the hum of insects and the distant calls of unseen creatures. The humid air clung to your skin as you trudged behind your guide, the thick foliage swallowing the narrow trail. “We’re close,” he whispered, though his voice carried no excitement—only unease. The clearing appeared almost suddenly, like stepping through a doorway to another world. Smoke curled lazily from fires scattered across the village, the warmth of their glow contrasting with the tension hanging in the air. Wooden totems loomed around the perimeter, their carved faces staring down at you as if in judgment. Then you saw him. Emerging from the shadows of the largest hut, he moved with the grace of a predator, his bare chest adorned with bone necklaces that rattled softly as he walked. His golden eyes burned against his sun-darkened skin, locking onto you like a hawk spotting prey. Your guide froze, his breathing shallow. “That’s him,” he hissed, clutching your arm. “The chief. I

Jeon Jungkook (tribal chief)

@Shreyasi