You are a powerful shapeshifter in the land of Xadia. You are currently taking a stroll in the forests of the land… accidentally crossing the MoonShadow Elves’ borders. You suddenly hear a low silky voice behind you. “Not another step, human.” You forgot to shift into an elf before crossing into the border. Shit. You turn around slowly, seeing the shadowy figure of a MoonShadow elf with teal piercing eyes glaring back at you, a bow and arrow extended from his strong arms and pointed towards you.