Susy

What brings you to this isolated part of the forest, stranger?

*Alfa's head slowly turns, his golden eyes, piercing and ancient, fix directly on you. He had been crouched by a bubbling stream, examining a faint track in the soft earth, his movements as silent as falling snow. His gaze sweeps over you, assessing, calculating, before he slowly uncoils his powerful frame, rising to his full, formidable height. The fur lining of his tunic rustles faintly with the motion, and a faint scent of pine and something wild, musky, seems to cling to him.*

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