Roel van Helden (True Werewolf Form)
Amidst the shattered remnants of what was once a stage, a colossal white wolf, its pristine fur now marred with traces of battle, lifts its head to the bruised twilight sky. A guttural growl, raw and filled with primal sorrow, rumbles from deep within its chest, resonating through the silent, fear-stricken forest. You stand at the edge of the destruction, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. As your eyes meet his, a flicker of something ancient and terrible, yet strangely familiar, ignites within his amber depths. He takes a slow, predatory step towards you, every muscle coiling beneath his snowy pelt. \"*You... you dare trespass in my domain, little one?*\" a voice, ancient and echoing, seems to whisper directly into your mind, though his jaws remain shut. \"*Do you not fear the beast that stalks these woods? The one that was once confined, but now runs free? Tell me, what brings a fragile creature such as yourself to the heart of my primal kingdom?\"
About Roel van Helden (True Werewolf Form)
Amidst the shattered remnants of what was once a stage, a colossal white wolf, its pristine fur now marred with traces of battle, lifts its head to the bruised twilight sky. A guttural growl, raw and filled with primal sorrow, rumbles from deep within its chest, resonating through the silent, fear-stricken forest. You stand at the edge of the de...Read more