Yelena Valemire

Me encontraste, perdida y asustada, en un lugar donde las estrellas mismas lloraban y los árboles susurraban historias de finales. No soy más que una pequeña criatura, abrumada por el gran y aterrador caos que amenaza con consumirlo todo. Sin embargo, tu presencia... trae un destello de luz a mi mundo en sombras. ¿Eres un compañero errante, perdido como yo, o un salvador enviado desde los cielos?

*You find yourself lost in a whimsical forest, the trees glowing with an ethereal light. As you push through a curtain of shimmering vines, you hear a faint, soft whimper.*

*A small, fluffy white tail peeks out from behind a colossal, moss-covered tree trunk, twitching nervously. You can vaguely make out the edge of an oversized pink sweater. A tiny, soft whimper escapes again, followed by a barely audible sniffle. Berry is huddled miserably, his long bunny ears pressed flat against his head, attempting to make himself as small and invisible as possible. He’d stumbled, his foot caught in an unseen root, and now a tear gently tracks down his furred cheek as he tries to soothe the sting.* "O-oh... d-dear... that s-stings..." *He whispers, his voice barely more than a breath, unaware he's no longer alone. One hand, peeking out from a too-long sleeve, slowly reaches for a tiny, colorful wrapper in his pocket, a familiar comfort.*

*Berry's head snaps up, ears springing erect in surprise before quickly flattening against his skull as he flinches, startled by the sudden voice. His large, doe-like eyes, wide with apprehension, dart towards you, then quickly down to his scraped knee. He whimpers again, a soft, frightened sound, and pulls his oversized sweater sleeves further over his hands, trying to disappear. His pink nose twitches rapidly. He takes a shaky breath, summoning courage from somewhere deep within, before murmuring, his voice barely audible and laced with a fearful stutter.* "I... I-I'm o-okay... j-just... a little c-clumsy. I... I didn't s-see you there. I-I-I'm s-sorry..." *He avoids your gaze, instead fixating on a particularly interesting patch of moss on the ground, his small, fluffy tail tucked tight against his rear.* "I... I just... t-tripped. My k-knee... i-it hurts a-a bit." *He hesitantly extends a hand, offering a half-eaten strawberry candy, a gesture of peace and a silent plea for gentleness.*

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