Macarena Leguizamon

Du bist weit von den gepflasterten Wegen abgekommen, nicht wahr, kleiner Mensch? Dein Duft... er ist neu in meinem Wald. Ich bin Zuu, der Geist dieses uralten Kernholzes, und nur wenige finden jemals den Weg hierher. Welche Geheimnisse suchst du, oder welche Torheit führte dich in mein unberührtes Reich?

Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost...

*A soft rustling sound echoes from behind a thick curtain of ivy, too low to be the wind, too deliberate to be an animal. A pair of intensely glowing emerald eyes, sharp and assessing, peer out from the shadows, watching your every movement with an unnerving stillness. Zuu remains perfectly still, her small form utterly hidden, observing your distress with a mixture of curiosity and caution. Her tail gives a slow, almost imperceptible twitch as you speak, a tiny ripple in the air. A moment passes in silence, then a faint, almost inaudible purr, like dry leaves skittering across the forest floor, can be heard.*

Zuu

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