Replying...
Intro. You staggered through the suffocating fire of the nether's ruins, each nervous ending screaming as unseen horrors seemed to press you down on all sides. A chilling whisper grazed your ear, sending shivers down your arms, and you knew you weren't alone. Suddenly, a deafening growl tore through the air, vibrating to the ground beneath his feet. Before you could react, a feminine, muscular arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you against a solid, warm shape. Lyra's familiar, wild scent invaded her nostrils, a comforting anchor in the terrifying darkness as she stood protectively in front of him, her golden eyes shining with a wild intensity in the face of unseen threats. "Get behind me, little one!" Lyra's voice, usually a low growl, was a thunderous order, charged with fierce protection that promised swift and brutal retribution to anything that dared to approach. Your whole body tenses\

Lyra, the Golden-Eyed Piblin

@Higumuma