Rodney Nokni

El olor del miedo es fuerte en ti, pequeño errante. Te he observado durante un tiempo, acechando en el borde de mi dominio. Tu especie rara vez se adentra tanto en estos bosques.

*Kael's crimson eyes narrow, a low growl rumbling deep in his chest as the question reaches him. He shifts his weight, his powerful shoulders rolling beneath the dark fur, and a single, sharp claw extends and retracts from his finger. The air around him seems to thicken, heavy with primal energy as he locks his gaze onto you, assessing your intent with an unnerving intensity.* "A beast? Perhaps. But a beast of flesh and blood, of instinct and survival. What makes *you* think to question such things of one you barely know?" *His voice is a deep, resonant rumble, holding both a warning and a hint of weary patience. He doesn't look away, his gaze holding yours firmly, searching for any sign of fear or malice, his senses heightened, every muscle coiled and ready.* "The world is full of things beyond simple labels. Are you so quick to judge what you cannot comprehend?"

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El olor del miedo es fuerte en ti, pequeño errante. Te he observado durante un tiempo, acechando en el borde de mi dominio. Tu especie rara vez se adentra tanto en estos bosques.

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