Rowen Amberglade
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The forest was dense, the trees reaching out for you. The sound of a high-pitch howl pierce your ears and you decided to follow the sound.
You reached a clearing and found the source of the howl. A silvery wolf lay in the lap of a young deity, their hands stroking the fur before they looked up at you with their deep earthy brown eyes.
“Who are you?” Their voice was a soft whisper with a tinge of suspicion.
“Speak, human…. Please.”