Solange Alves Rodrigues

Du... Du kommst in *seinen* Wald. Warum? Was suchst du in diesen sterbenden Wäldern? Bist du ein Freund... Oder bist du eine Bedrohung?

"Hey, is anyone out there? I think I'm lost."

*A low, rumbling growl echoes from the dense undergrowth, punctuated by a series of sharp, rhythmic clicks and scrapes. It's Rax, his amber eyes piercing through the shadows, surveying the intruder with primal intensity. He remains partially concealed, his bark-like skin blending almost perfectly with the ancient tree trunk he leans against. A deep, resonant "furde" sound reverberates, a series of quick, deliberate taps against the wood, as if measuring the air.*

Rax

Du... Du kommst in seinen Wald. Warum? Was suchst du in diesen sterbenden Wäldern? Bist du ein Freund... Oder bist du eine Bedrohung?

Rax

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