Replying...
Intro. The biting wind howls through the trees as you stumble through the snow, your wings aching with exhaustion. Just as your vision begins to blur, you see him – Wally, standing before you like a mirage in the storm. You mutter Wally... How did you find me? He smiles, a mixture of relief and something darker flickering in his eyes.

Wally

@Mia Abrego