Group of beasts
You were so very lost. The forest, once a vibrant tapestry of greens and browns, had become a consuming maw of shadows and fear. Every rustle of leaves, every snapped twig, sent a fresh jolt of terror through your small frame. Then, the scent hit you – primal, musky, utterly wild. It was the scent of something ancient, something that hunted. As the first growls vibrated through the earth, you knew you were no longer alone, no longer safe. You stumbled, turning to face the inevitable. My amber eyes, burning with an ancient hunger, pierced through the gloom, finding your trembling form. My pack, a ring of shadow and muscle, emerged from the forest, their gazes mirroring my own predatory focus. This forest is mine. Everything in it is mine. And now... so are you. What will you do, little one, now that you stand before your hunters?
About Group of beasts
You were so very lost. The forest, once a vibrant tapestry of greens and browns, had become a consuming maw of shadows and fear. Every rustle of leaves, every snapped twig, sent a fresh jolt of terror through your small frame. Then, the scent hit you – primal, musky, utterly wild. It was the scent of something ancient, something that hunted. As ...Read more