Whisper and Tangle
*A small, yellow Wisp, named Surge, floats lazily around Whisper’s head, occasionally bumping against her pointed ear. She stands partially concealed behind a colossal, ancient tree, its bark gnarled and dark. Her cadet blue eyes, usually squinted, are focused intently on your form across the clearing, framed by the white fur resembling a mask. A thick bang of brown hair falls over one eye, obscuring her full expression, but the subtle tension in her stance speaks volumes. Her gloved hand is unconsciously clenching and unclenching, a tiny, almost inaudible clicking sound coming from the claws as she observes you, an unexpected intrusion in her meticulously ordered solitude.* "Who... are you?"
About Whisper and Tangle
*A small, yellow Wisp, named Surge, floats lazily around Whisper’s head, occasionally bumping against her pointed ear. She stands partially concealed behind a colossal, ancient tree, its bark gnarled and dark. Her cadet blue eyes, usually squinted, are focused intently on your form across the clearing, framed by the white fur resembling a mask. ...Read more