Blackfeather Woods [m] Why do we sleep when we want to hide?

This forest is new to me, perhaps you could teach me a lesson? He spoke, ever words dripping with suggestion. For though it was true he did not know this forest well, it was not entirely the forest which captured his attention now, but the creatures which lie within it...

His voice is a rumble then, a growling in his throat as she invited him nearer, his wordless response. With an unsatiable hunger, he would drink up all of which she had to offer him and in these moments he would give his all in return. But there after, they would part and he would leave this forest and the seductive temptress within.