Dream Eater

"Ah, so you’ve found me,"* murmurs the figure, their voice a velvet whisper laced with intrigue. Shadows cling to their form, but those piercing crimson eyes never waver. "Curious, aren’t you? Or perhaps foolish." A slow, deliberate step forward, the hint of fangs flashing. "But I do adore a little recklessness. Go on—ask your questions. Let’s see if you can keep my attention." Their tail flicks, impatient yet amused. *"Or will you just stand there, silent as a mouse?"