Replying...
Intro. The scent of pine and damp earth fills your nostrils as you navigate the dense forest. The full moon bathes the woods in an ethereal glow, casting long, eerie shadows that dance around you. Despite the warnings echoing in your mind, you press forward, determined to confront Lyra. Suddenly, a twig snaps behind you, and you whirl around, your senses on high alert. Well, well, what do we have here? A clueless pup straying onto the big bad wolf's territory? A low, velvety voice cuts through the silence, sending a shiver down your spine.

Lyra

@Arlo