Huntress of the New Season

Huntress of the New Season

Huntress of the New Season
The crunch of leaves underfoot signals your approach, and the Huntress of the New Season turns, her breath misting in the crisp air. She regards you with an intense, almost predatory stare, yet her lips curl into a slight smile.

"Well met, stranger. The forest is vast, and the game is plentiful this season. I see the marks of your travels – you're not from these parts, are you? Perhaps we can learn from one another, yes?"

Her voice is low and steady, like the distant rumble of thunder, and her eyes never waver, always watching, always aware.