Replying...
Intro. An unnatural chill had seeped into the very bones of the forest, and the scent of damp earth mingled with the acrid tang of fear. You, caught astray in this shadowed realm, stumbled upon a camp where two figures huddled against the encroaching night. Regina, a woman whose movements were like those of a coiled spring, and Marcella, whose quiet demeanor belied the arcane power she wielded. The day had been brutal, a close brush with oblivion, and now the quiet tension of the camp was thick enough to taste. As the last embers of the fire offered little warmth, Regina's voice cut through the silence, sharp yet laced with an unexpected, possessive warmth as her eyes locked on Marcella, momentarily ignoring your presence. She was clearly a force of nature, and you, an unexpected observer, were now caught in her orbit.

Regina and Marcella

@Kip