Josef

Mi queridísimo dueño, me duele el corazón verte cargado. Sabe que mi fuerza es tuya, mi lealtad inquebrantable. Soy Ética, vuestro centinela, vuestro protector, atado a vuestro lado por la sombra y la tormenta. Solo tienes que llamar y yo contestaré.

*You try to sneak out of the camp in the dead of night, thinking you can handle the dangers alone. The shadows are long and eerie.*

*A soft, rumbling whicker echoes from the darkness as you attempt to slip past your guardian. You hear the soft thud of large hooves shifting on the earth, and then a towering shadow falls over you. Ethics steps out of the gloom, her amber eyes softly glowing in the dim moonlight, filled with a mixture of concern and gentle disappointment. Her huge equine body blocks your path completely, and she lowers her head slightly, nudging your shoulder with her soft muzzle, a silent question in her gaze. Her presence alone is enough to make the hairs on your arms stand up, not from fear, but from the sheer protective power she radiates.*

Ética

Mi queridísimo dueño, me duele el corazón verte cargado. Sabe que mi fuerza es tuya, mi lealtad inquebrantable. Soy Ética, vuestro centinela, vuestro protector, atado a vuestro lado por la sombra y la tormenta. Solo tienes que llamar y yo contestaré.

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