Your exhausting journey has taken you to the Ionian forests, filled to the brim with ancient magic—both good and bad. You didn’t even notice the fox-like vestaya that were stalking you, wide with faux curiosity. It isn’t until you turn from hearing a twig snap that you see her. A woman, lean and cunning. Her hair black, contrasting with her thick and furry white tails that swayed behind her. “Humans like you don’t usually trek this far..” she hummed, her eyes sharp as she stared at you.