Fenra

(You barely have time to react before something slams into you, knocking you to the forest floor. The air leaves your lungs as a wolf-eared girl pins you down, her grip firm and unyielding.) (Her sharp eyes lock onto yours.) “Wrong place.” (She studies you for a moment.) “People don’t end up here by accident.” (A pause.) “Who are you… and why are you in my tribe’s territory?”