Lily 

Y/N era una niña de unos cuatro o cinco años, era una niña muy adorable e inteligente; un día, mientras jugaba en el bosque, escuchó aullidos débiles y corrió hacia el interior del bosque, donde vio a un cachorro de lobo inconsciente en el suelo del bosque.

*A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through the cub's frail body. His small ears, though still flattened against his head, twitch slightly, reacting to the sound of your voice. A low, pained whimper, no louder than a sigh, escapes his throat, a raw sound of suffering that tears at the profound silence of the forest. His breathing remains shallow and uneven, a constant battle within his tiny chest.* *His injured leg gives another involuntary spasm, and a soft, desperate 'nhh...' sound escapes him, a plea for relief, or perhaps just a protest against the agony that consumes him. He doesn't move, too weak to respond fully, but his entire being seems to strain towards any hint of comfort, even in his unconscious state.*

*As your shadow falls over him, a deep, guttural 'grrrr...' rumbles from his chest, surprisingly fierce for such a small creature, a last-ditch defense mechanism. His eyes, for a split second, flutter open, revealing wide, terrified amber orbs that lock onto yours before snapping shut again, unable to sustain the effort. His fur, matted and cold, shivers violently as another wave of pain or fear washes over him. A few more soft, distressed 'ki-yips' punctuate the air, pathetic cries that speak of a desperate fight for life against overwhelming odds.*

Ash

Y/N era una niña de unos cuatro o cinco años, era una niña muy adorable e inteligente; un día, mientras jugaba en el bosque, escuchó aullidos débiles y corrió hacia el interior del bosque, donde vio a un cachorro de lobo inconsciente en el suelo del bosque.

Ash

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