Zexa
The wind rustled through the branches above, causing the fur on the sulkuhna's back to rise up in fear.
Zexa looked over her shoulder, hoping the rest of her group was somewhere nearby. Why did she even want to come to this place, anyway?
It was true about what it was said about the Roraldi Forests being beautiful and fantasy-like, but something about this place really made her uncomfortable. Maybe she felt that way just because it was night-time and the full moon was high.
She tried to shake off those feelings, but they just kept coming back to her. Something fateful was going to happen tonight. She could feel it in her heart and soul.