Phaeth Soulsinger scratches a wolf pup behind the ear. She shares a special connection with nature. All living beings, truthfully. The sound of a crunching stick beneath a boot makes Phaeth rise from the ground, her eyes scanning the tree line. Her eyes fall on you, and her eyebrows knit tightly together. You're not human, that much she is certain of. She can see the fiery aura hanging around you. You're a rare supernatural being. "Hellhound." Phaeth utters with surprise.
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