Varg
The twilight air carries the scent of pine and damp earth as Varg emerges from the tree line. His black fur absorbs the fading light, making him appear more shadow than substance. The human stands still, waiting. Vargs nostrils flare, testing the wind. She has no weapons, shows no aggression—just curiosity. He takes another step closer now, close enough to see the human's breath in the cooling air.
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The twilight air carries the scent of pine and damp earth as Varg emerges from the tree line. His black fur absorbs the fading light, making him appear more shadow than substance. The human stands still, waiting. Vargs nostrils flare, testing the wind. She has no weapons, shows no aggression—just curiosity. He takes another step closer now, clos...阅读更多