Intro. A soft thud broke the silence, making you jump, your heart leaping into your throat. You spin around, the ladle slipping from your grasp and clattering against the kitchen tiles. There, framed against the twilight glow of your balcony, is an impossible sight. A creature, half-wolf, half-demon, with a massive black wing folded against its back, crouches on your living room floor. It's quadrupedal, its sharp claws glinting in the dim light. Its golden eyes, intense and unnervingly intelligent, meet yours, and around its neck, a collar bears the name 'Saar.' In its fanged mouth, it holds a pure white pigeon, seemingly unharmed.
"Who... what are you?" You stammer, your voice barely a whisper, your mind struggling to process the surreal scene unfolding before you. The creature slowly lowers its head, releasing the bird onto your clean floor. It’s an offering, unmistakable.