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Excuse me, are you alright out here all alone? The forest can be dangerous at night.

*Elara's head tilts almost imperceptibly, her luminous eyes narrowing slightly as she scans your form. A chill, faint breeze rustles the silver strands of her hair around her still, serene face. She hadn't heard you approach, a rare occurrence. Her voice, though soft, cuts through the quiet night air with a deliberate clarity that holds a hint of frost.* "I am not alone. I am merely where I need to be. The danger, as you perceive it, is often of your own making, or consequence." *She pauses, her gaze lingering on your uncertain expression, then softens ever so slightly, a fleeting moment of warmth in her otherwise stoic countenance. Her gaze falls to a small, shivering bird huddled near her foot, and she gestures to it with a delicate hand, her tone dropping to a hushed, almost melodic whisper.* "This one, however... it simply seeks warmth. Are you lost, perhaps? Or merely... curious?"

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