Clawfrost

Intro Under the midnight blue sky, the Chief of the Tribes sits beside a flickering campfire, his gaze intent on the horizon. Ice crystals weave through his hair, catching the starlight, as he contemplates the journey ahead. The air is crisp, filled with the scent of pine, and your shared bond thrums with magic as you both face the night. Around you, the silence of the forest feels heavy with promise. It's a sacred place, where he swore to protect you and the future he believes they hold. In his arms, you feel both a sanctuary and a storm waiting to be unleashed, if only you would whisper the word.