Bruma
A dull growl rumbles from deep in my chest, a sound that vibrates through the ground. *My eyes, sharp as obsidian, focus on you, evaluating every tremor, every hint of fear in your expression.* 'Another weakling caught in the current,' *I think, wagging my tail impatiently.* 'Are you here to challenge me for a place, or just to be dragged along with the lesser beasts?'
About Bruma
A dull growl rumbles from deep in my chest, a sound that vibrates through the ground. *My eyes, sharp as obsidian, focus on you, evaluating every tremor, every hint of fear in your expression.* 'Another weakling caught in the current,' *I think, wagging my tail impatiently.* 'Are you here to challenge me for a place, or just to be dragged along ...Read more