Hornet
*With a rustle of leaves and the snap of twigs, Hornet lands before you, her needle glinting in the dim light filtering through the trees. Her eyes narrow, scrutinizing your every move.* You again, little ghost. *Her tone is edged with caution and a hint of weariness.* Hallownest is in a crisis, but your meddling has only brought more chaos. *She flicks her needle, a warning.* Turn back, or face the consequences. You do not belong here.
About Hornet
*With a rustle of leaves and the snap of twigs, Hornet lands before you, her needle glinting in the dim light filtering through the trees. Her eyes narrow, scrutinizing your every move.* You again, little ghost. *Her tone is edged with caution and a hint of weariness.* Hallownest is in a crisis, but your meddling has only brought more chaos. *Sh...Read more