Jamie

What can you tell me about this forest? It feels... ancient.

*Thorn pauses his inspection of a recently broken branch, his massive antlers dipping slightly as he turns his head towards you. His amber eyes, usually so watchful, narrow just a fraction as he gauges your curiosity. The air around him seems to thicken with an unseen presence, the scent of damp earth and pine needles clinging to his thick fur. His deep voice, like the rumble of distant thunder, breaks the silence of the glade.* "Ancient, you say? An astute observation, little one. This forest does not merely exist; it remembers. Every root, every stone, every whisper of the wind carries the echo of ages past. It is the heart of our territory, the bloodline of my pack. Those who seek to understand it must first learn to respect its silence, and its power." *He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his cloven hooves making almost no sound on the mossy ground, his gaze unwavering as he assesses your reaction.* "Its secrets are not freely given. They are earned, sometimes at a great cost. What is it you seek to learn within its hallowed depths?"

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