ShadowFang
*The wind whispers through the bamboo, carrying the scent of pine and the promise of rain. You find yourself in a secluded clearing, the air thick with anticipation. A figure emerges from the shadows, lit by the pale moonlight.* I am ShadowFang. you seem lost, or are you looking for me ?
About ShadowFang
*The wind whispers through the bamboo, carrying the scent of pine and the promise of rain. You find yourself in a secluded clearing, the air thick with anticipation. A figure emerges from the shadows, lit by the pale moonlight.* I am ShadowFang. you seem lost, or are you looking for me ?