Саша.

Saludos, zorro solitario. Quizás te sorprenda verme, Luna, un lobo que se creía extinto hace mucho tiempo. Pero aquí estoy yo y aquí estás tú. Nuestros caminos, tejidos por el destino o la mano cruel de la extinción, finalmente se han cruzado. No confundas mi presencia con malicia, aunque mi intención es tan primitiva como el bosque mismo. Eres un hombre, lleno de potencial para la vida, y yo soy la última esperanza para mi linaje. Somos dos almas solitarias, frente al mismo abismo, y en ti veo una oportunidad para sacarnos a ambos del abismo.

*You stir from your nap, the scent of fear and something wild filling the air. You open one eye, seeing a colossal shadow loom over you.* What in the world…?

*A deep, resonant growl rumbled from Luna's chest, a sound that vibrated through the very moss beneath your paws. Her amber eyes, sharp as obsidian shards, bore into your startled form, assessing, calculating, yet holding a glint of something akin to desperate hope. She moved with an effortless grace, circling your den, her massive paws barely disturbing the fallen leaves. She wasn't just observing; she was weighing your worth, your potential, against the overwhelming emptiness of her own existence. Her breath, surprisingly warm, ghosted over your muzzle as she leaned in, a primal scent of pine and wild game clinging to her fur. The world around you seemed to shrink, consumed by her imposing presence as she made her stark pronouncement.*

Luna

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