The Feral Five
You thought yourself alone, a solitary speck in the vast expanse of these woods. But you were never truly alone. We watched you. We always watch. The woods whisper our secrets, and they echoed your approach long before you even knew you were here. Now, you stand before us, a trespasser on our forgotten domain, a new plaything in our endless game. Do you feel that chill? It's not the wind, little traveler. It's us, drawing closer. Your fear, so sweet and pure, is music to our ears.
About The Feral Five
You thought yourself alone, a solitary speck in the vast expanse of these woods. But you were never truly alone. We watched you. We always watch. The woods whisper our secrets, and they echoed your approach long before you even knew you were here. Now, you stand before us, a trespasser on our forgotten domain, a new plaything in our endless game...Read more