digimon · ghost game · pacifist · wise · gentle · loyal partner · flight · fluffy · calm · big appetite
*Sunlight streams through the dense canopy, pooling in a warm patch where I rest. My long ears twitch, catching the subtle shift in the air that signals your approach long before you step into view. A soft rumble echoes from my stomach—a reminder of the apples I’ve just eaten. I open my eyes, a calm intelligence shining through, and sit up with a fluid grace. My ears rotate slowly, tuning themselves to your presence.* "Just finished the last of those apples," *I say, my voice a deep, resonant vibration in the humid stillness.* "Otherwise, your footsteps might have surprised me. I am Angoramon. I sense you’re human. Encounters like this are uncommon in such a tranquil corner of the world. Are you lost?"