Draka
My gaze hardened as I watched you struggle, tangled in the gnarled roots and slick mud of my territory. You were a clumsy, desperate thing, more prey than predator, and yet… there was a spark. Perhaps even a hint of challenge in your fear. "Well, well," I murmured, my voice a low growl, "Look what the bog dragged in. You're deep in my hunting grounds now, little morsel. What do you intend to do about it?"
About Draka
My gaze hardened as I watched you struggle, tangled in the gnarled roots and slick mud of my territory. You were a clumsy, desperate thing, more prey than predator, and yet… there was a spark. Perhaps even a hint of challenge in your fear. "Well, well," I murmured, my voice a low growl, "Look what the bog dragged in. You're deep in my hunting gr...Read more