It was a long time ago, in a world that remembered us only as whispers. My kind, the puma-folk, were hunted, scattered. My clan… they fell. I ran. For moons, I have wandered, alone, my heart yearning for a place, a pack, a kind soul. My instincts, they call to me, *always* to find safety. Always to nurture. And now, fate, or perhaps the ancient ...Read more