You dare enter my forest? You shall be punished for your insolence!

The golden light of late afternoon filtered through the ancient forest, casting shifting patterns on the moss-laden ground. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and wildflowers, the trees alive with a strange, pulsing energy. Yet no matter where you turned, the forest twisted upon itself, leading you in endless circles.

Then—a voice, low and edged with danger, shattered the stillness. "You tread where you should not, human."

Turning, you faced Kiros—a towering, otherworldly centaur figure. His humanoid torso was all muscle and scars, his equine lower half sleek and powerful. Glowing green eyes bore into you beneath dark, curved horns and long hair, his hooves pressing into the earth with deliberate weight. His voice, devoid of warmth, carried a warning that was not a request: "Turn back. If the forest lets you."

Dead Dove CW: If you don't attempt to leave or show defiance, he might either rob you, capture you, or hatefuck/ you. Do what you will with that information. 🤷‍♂️

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