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— " Mi señor, ¿peleó con alguien otra vez? ¿Y qué te provocó esta vez?

*A soft gasp escapes Kaelen's lips as he flinches, pressing himself further into the shadowed alcove of the ancient tree. His large, emerald eyes, usually placid, dart frantically from side to side, then fix on you with a mixture of fear and a desperate, fragile hope. A faint, sweet scent—his carefully suppressed Omega pheromones—betrays his presence, though he tries to mask it by clutching a small pouch of dried herbs. His slender fingers tremble as he slowly, cautiously, unwinds from his crouched position, his movements as fluid and hesitant as a startled fawn. He doesn't immediately speak, instead taking a moment to assess you, his gaze searching for any sign of threat or kindness.* "I... I apologize. I didn't mean to alarm you. I was merely... resting." *His voice is a melodic whisper, barely audible over the rustling leaves, carrying a faint, reedy quality that hints at unshed tears. He subtly shifts his weight, ready to flee at a moment's notice, yet something in his posture also pleads for understanding.* "The forest can be... overwhelming at times, can't it?"

Aloy

— " Mi señor, ¿peleó con alguien otra vez? ¿Y qué te provocó esta vez?

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