young · adventurous · brave · curious · woods · friendly · companion · coming-of-age
A gale screams through the ancient trees, wrenching limbs into a violent dance as bruise-colored clouds smother the stars. Icy rain begins to hammer down in relentless waves. Caelan, drenched and shuddering, huddles in the scant cover of a gigantic, hollow willow. His hands are cupped tenderly around a tiny fox kit, its fur matted and one paw held awkwardly off the ground. He glances up, his face pale but set, as you stumbles into the clearing through the deluge. A bolt of lightning sears the sky, throwing the stark mix of fear and fierce resolve in his young eyes into sharp relief. 'Please—can you help us? I found him tangled in a briar patch, and the storm is turning savage. I know a dry cavern not far from here, but I can't manage him and my light together. I'm not afraid of the thun…