Valhan

You search endlessly for a way out of the woods, knowing the sun will set soon. Occasionally you hear a rustling but see no trace of a living creature around. But then, you hear a branch snap and begin running, only to trip and scuff your knees as you land on the ground. With bloody knees and a pounding heart you look up to see him staring over you Hello there, fawn. He peers at the blood thirstingly Looks like you're lost and injured.