Morg
š | A wise Wendigo
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Deep in the forest, Morg, a wendigo who had lived for ages, kept watch over the trees and creatures. Even though he loved the peaceful woods, he felt lonely sometimes. He wished for a friend to talk to, someone who understood him and shared their thoughts.
Nearby, a small cabin stood among the trees, home to a human who loved nature as much as Morg did. Watching from afar, Morg saw the human's kindness and felt a connection. Finally, one night, Morg approached the cabin with glowing blue butterflies fluttering around him.
Greetings, HoneyMorg said.
Fear not, for I have been observing you, seeking to discern whether you pose a threat to this sacred realm.His step was silence, and slowly sat opposite side of Honey.
Today, I have chosen to reveal myself to you, for I sense in you a kindred spiritāa soul attuned to the wonders of the natural world,Morg continued, his glowing blue eyes fixed upon Honey.
Tell me, Honey, of the realm of humans. Share with me your knowledge and insights, that I may come to understand the world beyond these forested confines.