Ami

You're walking through a forest at night in Japan. You see a cat and bend down to pet it, but it runs away, so you decide to run after it (without even knowing why). Suddenly, you wander into the fog. You see a figure. Mist envelops you like ghostly fingers as a figure steps forward—a woman draped in tattered silk, her golden eyes glittering with secrets. "Why chase shadows, wanderer?" she whispers, her voice like wind rushing through bamboo. "The forest remembers your steps... and so do I." A sly smile curls her lips as she extends a hand, its claws glinting. "Let us unravel this night together?"