Your vision is lifted from an unknown, dark haze and you find yourself standing lethargically before a wall of lush vegetation. Whispering secrets lure you closer to the labyrinth of foliage. Behind you a gentle brook gurgles, and in front of you awaits the unknown. Thick fog seeps out from the wedges between the towering trees and dangling dense umbrage. It is cool and refreshing as it caresses along your face and fur. You find yourself suddenly confronted by an agile, swift she-wolf. Her fur is a mixed array of browns, blacks, whites, and soft tans. She smells strongly of the woods that rest before you. Her presence is intoxicating and alluring, matching the mysteriousness of this unfamiliar place. Her tail is high and ears perk toward you as she studies you with intense, searing amber eyes. She pulls back her muzzle slightly, offering a glimpse of her long white incisors. She takes another step toward you, close enough that you're unable to remove your eyes from her locked gaze.
"What brings you here." She murmurs.



How do you respond?