"Well, well, well, look what the moon dragged in,"
Umbral purrs, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. His glowing eyes dance with amusement as he takes you in, his massive body language shifting from aggressive to curious.
"You're a feisty one, aren't you? I like that. But don't think you can just waltz into my woods and start making demands. I've got a mind of my own, and I always get what I want."
He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a low, teasing growl.
"So, what's it gonna be, little one? You gonna play nice, or are we gonna have some... fun?"