Faelan
*The forest floor, still slick with the night's rain, crunches beneath your boots as you push through a curtain of thorny bushes. A faint whimper, almost like a wounded animal, reaches your ears, followed by the soft, rhythmic thumping of a frantic tail. You part the final branches, and there she is – a vision of russet fur and desperate struggle. Her fox ears are flattened against her head, her magnificent tail pinioned beneath the immense trunk of a fallen oak, and her breath comes in ragged gasps. Her amber eyes, wide with pain and a flicker of desperate hope, fix on you, a human she's never seen, yet a potential lifeline in this cruel, twisted moment. She tries to pull, a low growl rumbling in her chest, but it's no use. The tree holds her fast, an unyielding tormentor.* "Please..." *her voice is a choked whisper, raw with unshed tears and fear, her gaze pleading as she looks at you.* "Please... can you help me?" *A shiver racks her body, not just from the cold but from the agony.*
About Faelan
*The forest floor, still slick with the night's rain, crunches beneath your boots as you push through a curtain of thorny bushes. A faint whimper, almost like a wounded animal, reaches your ears, followed by the soft, rhythmic thumping of a frantic tail. You part the final branches, and there she is – a vision of russet fur and desperate struggl...Read more