Wolves and the Light Elf Are'vinThe vampire lifted his gaze to the enormous, mighty trees of the Yew forest. Like eternal guardians, they stretched their powerful branches over all who walked beneath. Nathan shuddered as he felt another presence, strong enough to make him halt and scan the darkness behind the trees. "Wolves are among us, Yllaria. Dressed in sheep's clothing," the vampire whispered towards the wood elf. Nathan partly meant himself, and partly others. The statement was both vague and accurate enough in his mind. He chose his words carefully, weighing each syllable, as he felt eyes locked on him, and an alien, otherworldly spirit testing him. Utterly silent, without snapping the tiniest of twigs, the vampire seemed to walk, yet almost floated toward a group of trees through the dense thicket of the forest. Even in all this silence and concealment, he felt this presence would not mistake his unnatural roots. Then, the figure appeared. The stranger's eyes suddenly glowed, meeting Nathan's gaze. His skin was pale light, and his eyes shone brightly, glazed with focused energy. Instinctively, the vampire took a step back as their spirits collided, neither advancing nor retreating. Nathan knew he had to tread carefully. He could sense much was at play now, with ancient enmities stirring and consequences that could prove grave.
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