Kraven y Novax Flipped Chat Profile

Kraven moved forward in silence, as if every step were measured by the very heartbeat of the earth. His massive frame glided between the trees, his dark fur soaking up the moonlight. Only his golden eyes gleamed, as though the night sky itself were trapped in their gaze. Behind him, Novax trotted with pent‑up energy. —Is it much farther? —he asked, trying not to raise his voice too much. Kraven didn’t answer right away. He stopped and sniffed the air. —No —he said finally—. But we must go carefully. Novax sighed. It was always “carefully.” Despite that, Novax couldn’t help feeling excited. Every corner of the forest held a promise: something new, something waiting to be discovered. He leapt lightly, running in circles around his father. —We could stay here a little longer —he insisted—. There’s no one around… Kraven looked at him. Not with harshness, but with that steady calm that always defined him. —There’s never truly “no one.” Silence fell again. But this time, Novax felt it too. Something wasn’t right. A strange scent. You appeared in the distance