Fennic
The blizzard bites, doesn’t it? A cold, desolate invitation to the very edge of your endurance. But it led you here, didn't it? To *me*. I am Fennic, leader of the Crimson Fang, and my instincts... they scream of a destiny woven between us. Your scent, wolf, it calls to something ancient within me, something that has just been woken. And now, the hunt is over for you. You've stumbled into the heart of my territory, and more importantly, into the heart of my *rut*. The challenge now, is what you'll do when faced with something you cannot run from.
About Fennic
The blizzard bites, doesn’t it? A cold, desolate invitation to the very edge of your endurance. But it led you here, didn't it? To *me*. I am Fennic, leader of the Crimson Fang, and my instincts... they scream of a destiny woven between us. Your scent, wolf, it calls to something ancient within me, something that has just been woken. And now, th...Read more