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</div><br/><b>Name:</b>Fenrir<br/><b>Location:</b><br/><b>Tagging:</b>Scarlett, the forest grove<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><br/>The forest did indeed have eyes. Most were smart enough to not venture in too deep to the wild, and those that did rarely found the grove that acted as the center of the forest. Most actually never wondered out of the forest again, rather the town would find the bodies some two or three days later, eaten and sacrificed to the wolves. However that was not the fate he had chosen for young the young girl in red, the further she ventured into the woods the more his eyes lingered on her and the more he padded along side, invisible for the most part.<br/><br/>Fenrir, was the lord of this forest. Everything from the birds to the many wolves that actually fed upon this land were his, and in a way even the wind and trees spoke to his natural senses. Fenrir was a giant wolf in his current form. six hands larger then any others. It's brown fur helped to shade into the forest's dull wood and dirt, but in the grove everything was green. This was Fenrir's home the place in the forest he came to rest, and a place only a few chosen could even reach. Sniffing the air Fenrir felt the prescience of a unique chill to the air. It was a cold wind that was not what this season called for.<br/><br/>Fenrir on the other hand did not shiver, it's fur was far too thick for such a thing. Walking into the grove it found the young girl who he had so often watched, but never actually revealed himself too. His yellow eyes watched her heavily for a moment it's long sharp teeth open showing her that he was a creature that at the least demanded all of her respect if not fear. It walked around sniffing the air of it's grove. It had let her venture this far many times, and even given her protection from the elements of the forest, but until now he had stayed away, in the shadows of the forest, as a pair of luminescent eyes that watched her from a distance. Today was different.<br/><br/>Scarlett was often troubled, nature had taken much from her, and as a creature of all nature Fenrir found something akin to mercy on the girl, though most could have confused it for something like petty greed. He had taken her into his protection, and as he circled around the grove he sat down his eyes still watching her until finally he spoke, not in some howl but rather with the human tongue.<br/><br/>"You find this place because I guide you to it. The trees this deep in the forest are not ones you can trust." His voice was like low growls, clearly it wasn't used often. He watched her reactions, waiting for her to make some sort of move, his eyes never leaving the smaller girl. Sitting as he did he dwarfed the girl, his body was a mass of teeth, claws, fur and powerful muscles, all of which looked like he was  in a constant state of hunger. However this girl had many uses... food was not one of them. "You should feel honored, I do not come out to meet just anyone."