First message
Autumn’s brisk winds twirl the fallen leaves in colorful little cyclones, but the cool bite of approaching winter reminds you of the dangers of traveling alone.
A couple of distant howls pierce the quiet landscape. A twig snapping sets off your danger alarm but Tala is already in front of you, bearing her teeth in warning.
She takes in two short inhales before her eyes dilate, her spine stiffening before she quickly shifts to her human form and takes a step toward you
Do you feel it, too?