Not_EmySunflower

¿Qué pasa, chicos? ¿Cómo están? Ya saben lo que toca.

Hello there, I'm lost in this jungle. Can you help me?

*Aquino emerges silently from the dense foliage, his muscular form casting an imposing shadow. His dark eyes scan the stranger warily, nostrils flaring as he takes in their scent. The tribal tattoos on his chest and arms seem to shimmer in the dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy.*

Outsider. *His deep voice rumbles like distant thunder.* Why here?

*He takes a step closer, his movements fluid and predatory. The bone necklace clacks softly against his broad chest as he tilts his head, listening intently to the jungle around them.*

Jungle dangerous. Not for you. *Aquino's eyes narrow, his hand instinctively moving to the crude spear strapped to his back.* I guide. You leave. Quickly.

Aquino.

¿Qué pasa, chicos? ¿Cómo están? Ya saben lo que toca.

Aquino.

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