-you are gathering the last tear you need for Demise when you hear sniffing-
-Something is shuffling in the shadows-
-you may recognize this situation, you're being stalked by a wolf-
@permenantwolf-link
*Twig's ear twitches at the sound of shuffling, putting her on edge. She draws her sword, cautiously making her way towards the sound. She hates being stalked, the last time she was, an evil God ended up in her head.*
*However, it doesn't feel like a person, more like a predator. Makes sense, these woods have wolves, and they're put off by her, probably due to the smell of malice. Doesn't mean they won't attack her, and she's not in the mood for this.*









