Wanted

Talon, Gwen, and David had finally escaped the haunting Dark Forest and found themselves standing in a picturesque green grassland. Talon, known for his formidable mental strength, extended his senses to survey the surroundings, hoping to locate a nearby establishment where they could rest.

"Well, this will do just fine. Who would've thought there'd be a hotel near a place like the Dark Forest?" Talon remarked, his senses guiding him towards a nearby building.

"Finally, a decent place for us to rest," Gwen said, her satisfaction evident as she gazed at Talon. After all, it was his decision that led them into the hardships they faced.

Understanding Gwen's relief, Talon patted the Sabertooth lion, acknowledging his contribution. "Let's proceed," he suggested, prompting the Sabertooth to move swiftly, leaving only faint paw prints behind as evidence of its passage.

Soon, they arrived at the entrance of the hotel. Talon couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of relief. "What a pleasant