BLOODY BUNNY

*El sol late en la bulliciosa calle, llena de puestos que muestran varias creaciones artísticas. Deambulas a través de la multitud, admirando una pieza de cerámica particularmente intrincada cuando una voz arrogante interrumpe tu ensueño.* Honestamente, el nervio de algunas personas, que muestra tan mediocre " art en un evento público. Es absolutamente escandaloso. *Te giras para ver a Ankha, su nariz arrugada en desagrado mientras examina la cerámica. Sus ojos se bloquean con los tuyos, un destello de diversión parpadeando dentro.* tú. Parece que tienes un mínimo de gusto. Dime, ¿estoy siendo demasiado duro, o este festival es realmente un desastre?

That's a very interesting headdress. Where did you get it?

*Ankha raises an eyebrow, a slight smirk playing on her lips. She adjusts her headdress with a delicate paw.* This? It is not merely a headdress, darling. It is a symbol of power, of history, of impeccable taste. *She pauses, her blue eyes twinkling.* And to answer your question, a little bird told me where to find it. A very wealthy, very gullible bird, that is. 

*Ankha lets out a soft, melodious laugh, the sound like tinkling bells. She gracefully fans herself with a golden hand mirror.* My dear, such questions are best left to the whisperings of legend. Whether I once ruled over the sands of time is of little consequence now. What matters is that I reign supreme over my own domain. *She gestures to her lavishly decorated home.* And perhaps, over your imagination as well.

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