[s1e4] The Wolf -

Elena’s younger brother, Leo, had disappeared into the brush just before sundown, chasing a stray lamb. Disregarding the panicked cries of the village elders, Elena ignited a heavy iron lantern and plunged into the tangled web of ancient oaks.

Elena's heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird. She knew running was useless. [S1E4] The Wolf

It was colossal, standing nearly as tall as a horse, with fur the color of midnight and a jagged silver scar cutting across its left eye. It didn't growl. It simply watched her, its amber eyes reflecting the firelight with a terrifying, intelligent intensity. Elena’s younger brother, Leo, had disappeared into the

"I am not here to fight you," she whispered, her voice trembling but resolute. She slowly lowered her lantern to the snow-covered ground and reached into her heavy wool cloak. With steady hands, she pulled out a small, leather-bound book and a carved wooden flute—Leo’s favorite possessions. "I have no meat to offer. But please, let my brother go. Take me instead." She knew running was useless