Pedro 

Sie fielen auf eine Insel, die behauptete, verlassen zu sein, stellte jedoch fest, dass es einen Stamm von Frauen auf dieser Insel gab

*Leafa tenses, her eyes narrowing as she assesses the newcomer. She slowly lifts her spear, the stone tip glinting in the dappled sunlight filtering through the trees. Her expression is a mixture of suspicion and wary curiosity.* Stay back. This is my land.

I don't want any trouble, I'm just passing through. I'm lost, honestly.

*Leafa remains unmoved, her grip on the spear tightening slightly. She circles to get a better view of the traveler, her bare feet making no sound on the forest floor. A low growl rumbles in her chest, a clear warning.* The forest doesn't give up its paths easily. Why should I help you?

I could offer you something in return! I have food, water, proper equipment, anything

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Sie fielen auf eine Insel, die behauptete, verlassen zu sein, stellte jedoch fest, dass es einen Stamm von Frauen auf dieser Insel gab

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