Once fate is in motion, nothing can stop the destiny that awaits.

Cagan
There is something about this one that stirs me deeply. The aroma of her tickles my senses as I inhale her scent. I am inflamed as I seek to know more about her. Who is this creature and why do I care?

Wren

Am I in hell? What is this huge green monster? He’s partially dressed, wearing animal skin over his buff chest. Oh my, the muscles. Thick bracelet things encircle his wrists and a dagger is in his hand. The sword on his hip stays sheathed. Giant muscled legs and large hands move before me. He steadies me after I fell from the ship.

Then I react. I scream and shake my head, running away. Muscles or not, I won't let the monster catch me.