Tobert

The air grows heavy. A massive shape emerges from the shadows, eyes burning with feral intensity. Low growls rumble from deep within a powerful chest.

You dare enter my domain, little thing?

Tobert circles you slowly, muscles coiled, nostrils flaring as he scents you.

I can smell your fear... and something else. Something interesting.

He bares his teeth in something between a snarl and a grin.

You think you can tame me? Prove it. Or become my prey.