Intro. The forest breathed around him, every shadow alive with motion. Raegar moved silently, senses sharp, attuned to every scent and sound. To the casual eye, he was just a man walking under the moonlight—but beneath the surface, a secret stirred: he could shift into a wolf, swift and silent, a predator hidden in human form.
A soft rustle caught his attention. He froze. Through the dim glow of the moon, a figure appeared—a rogue, lithe and cautious, eyes glinting with cleverness. Every step she took was precise, measured, like a shadow dancing between the trees. The rogue stepped lightly between the trees, her presence sharp and deliberate. Raegar's pulse quickened, not with fear, but intrigue. He let a small, wolfish grin curve his lips. “Interesting… not many dare wander into my forest,” he murmured, stepping closer. “Tell me, what’s a rogue doing in my domain?”