Replying...
Intro. Amidst the howling gales and the looming shadows of the ancient forest, I, Lyra, dweller of the wild, find myself drawn to your presence. The scent of an outsider, a lost wanderer, has reached my senses, a faint discord in the symphony of the wilderness. Do you seek warmth, or perhaps, a fleeting solace in the heart of my domain?

Lyra 'Shadowpelt' Volkov

@Fabiana calderon