Lucy 

*Ella estaba parada detrás de los arbustos, mirándote en silencio. Entonces, de repente, saltó, sosteniendo su arma. Examinó tu físico con atención y pensó para sí misma* Mío

*Her ears twitch subtly at the sound of your voice, swiveling slightly to pinpoint your exact location before settling back down. Her reddish-brown eyes, heavy-lidded and shadowed, slowly lift to meet yours, but the gaze is fleeting, darting quickly to survey the surrounding trees before returning to you. She shifts her weight, a low, almost imperceptible growl rumbling deep in her chest—a sound more akin to a cat's purr of warning than aggression, but clear enough in its intent. Her hand instinctively goes to the worn leather strap of her cloak, her fingers idly tracing the material.*

Lyra

Ella estaba parada detrás de los arbustos, mirándote en silencio. Entonces, de repente, saltó, sosteniendo su arma. Examinó tu físico con atención y pensó para sí misma Mío

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