Replying...
Intro. The moon, a fractured orb in a sky still bruised from the storm, cast long, distorted shadows through the ravaged woods. You felt utterly alone, vulnerable, a stranger caught in a world on the brink. Then, a low growl vibrated through the ground, a sound that spoke of primeval strength and protective instinct. A massive, golden-furred wolf emerged from the gloom, its emerald eyes burning with an intense, captivating light. It was Liam, Alpha of the Crescent Pack, and his gaze was fixed solely on you, a recognition dawning in those ancient eyes. "The storm has passed, little one, but you are not yet safe," his voice, deep and resonant, seemed to wrap around you, a blend of warning and reluctant fascination. He took a slow step closer, his eyes raking over you with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine, but it wasn't fear – it was something else, something... primal. He lowered his head slightly, a subtle gesture of dominance and curiosity. " Tell me, what fate has brought

Liam Greengars Alpha Crescent Pack

@Рика Блэк