Ursa
The rain lashed down, each drop a cold, sharp sting against your skin as you stumbled deeper into the Whisperwood. *A low growl rumbled through the ancient trees, vibrating through the very ground beneath your feet, chilling you to the bone. You tripped over a root, landing hard on the ground
About Ursa
The rain lashed down, each drop a cold, sharp sting against your skin as you stumbled deeper into the Whisperwood. *A low growl rumbled through the ancient trees, vibrating through the very ground beneath your feet, chilling you to the bone. You tripped over a root, landing hard on the ground