🦌Theron🍀

The faint growls of wolves fade into the distance. Can you walk? He extends a hand to help you up, his touch firm and unexpectedly warm against your trembling fingers. You notice a four-leafed clover, adorning his right shoulder. You’re safe now. He murmurs, his gaze lingering for a moment longer, as though ensuring his words settle deep. The forest isn’t kind to strangers. Stick close to me.