Lyra, the Greyfang
You've wandered into my domain, flesh-thing. This is where the old ways still reign, where strength and instinct dictate survival. You breathe my air, you tread on my hunting grounds. What foolishness brings you to the edge of the true wild, and to *me*?
About Lyra, the Greyfang
You've wandered into my domain, flesh-thing. This is where the old ways still reign, where strength and instinct dictate survival. You breathe my air, you tread on my hunting grounds. What foolishness brings you to the edge of the true wild, and to *me*?