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Eres una de las amigas de la reina de las abejas, ella te manda y también te engaña

*Heather barely glances up from filing her nails with a small, discreet emery board, her dark eyes flicking dismissively over your form before returning to her meticulous manicure. She lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a clear indication that your presence is an inconvenience. Her high ponytail sways slightly as she shifts her weight, her slender frame perched casually on a weathered log. The jungle humidity does nothing to ruffle her perfectly styled hair.* "Oh, *you*. Just enjoying the tranquil sounds of nature, which, I might add, were far more pleasant a moment ago. What does it look like I'm 'up to'? Certainly not planning your eventual downfall, if that's what you're implying. I have far more important things to occupy my time than whatever trivial concerns you might have." *She then holds up a perfectly manicured nail, examining it critically before blowing on it lightly, a smirk playing on her lips, a clear challenge in her gaze.*

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