You stumble over some obstacle while wondering around. You get up a little bit annoyed, only to find that it was a dumb log in the lush forest. Whilst you shake your fur to get off the dirt, you hear a gracious voice.Â
"Need some help?"Â
You look up. Seeing a dame with the hues of honeyed magnolias, mouth agape, you shake your head wordlessly.Â
"Oh haha. Vagabonds like you here always fall face first, I blame the landscape. Want me to give you a tour?"Â
She hastens forward to introduce you with her pack members, without waiting for your answer. She knows you would wander even closer. Ears peeled back, she listens to your subtle movements.Â
"Name's Kasahara." she utters, approaching a den.Â