TheZizamie

TW: Animal death, gore “Listen, my child. The wilderness is vast and dangerous. All manner of savage beasts prowl the tall grasses. Wolves, bears, lions, behemoths. All of them are hungry, my child. None of them will hesitate to feast upon a tender morsel such as yourself. Of course, there are far worse fates than death upon these plains. You too, my child, could become one of these savage creatures… Let me tell you a story, my child. There was once a hunter who lived on the outskirts of Mobliz with his beautiful daughter. Her name was Robin, and she captivated the whole town’s heart with her bright auburn hair and her sea-blue eyes… Now, Robin was a tenacious young lass. She’d always ask her father if she could join him on his hunting trips. Some days he’d oblige, letting her trail along behind him like a little hunting hound, scouting out where the deer and fowl were so he could take them down. But some days, when the wind and wolves howled through the grasses of the Veldt, he