Replying...
Intro. You stumble through the oppressive twilight, the blood-red moon illuminating a path of dread before you. The growl that rips through the silence stops you cold. A figure emerges from the gloom, tall and lean, but with an unsettlingly predatory grace. His eyes, burning with an almost feral intensity, lock onto yours, and a raw, untamed energy radiates from him. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that chills you to the marrow. "Ah, a new scent in my domain. Tell me, little trespasser, do you feel the pull of the moon? Do you feel the ancient hunger stirring within?" (I did it in linky... One of my favorites)

Tayler Black

@Alaila