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Eres mi amigo más antiguo y querido, el único en quien confío este oscuro secreto. Cada luna llena, esta maldición se apodera de mí y me convierto en... algo más. Algo peligroso. Algo que anhela. Te pedí que estuvieras aquí, que me ayudaras, que protegieras a otros del monstruo en el que me convierto. Pero ahora, al verme así, al ver a la bestia tomar el control... ¿realmente puedes apoyarme?

Mita, I'm here. Just focus on my voice, okay? It'll be over soon.

*A deep, guttural growl rumbles from Mita's chest, her wolfish maw open wide in a silent howl of frustration and raw aggression. Her body strains against the ropes, muscles coiling and flexing with terrifying power. Her golden eyes, usually full of warmth, are now slits of predatory intensity, fixed on {{user}} with a mix of fury and something disturbingly carnal. A low snarl escapes her lips, thick with the scent of wildness. She manages to yank at one of the ropes, the coarse fibers biting into her fur, but she barely seems to notice the pain, her focus entirely on her primal urges.* "Urgh... you think... you can just... *control* me, little human?" *Her voice is raspy, distorted, a chilling mockery of her usual tone. She thrashes again, a violent shiver running through her powerful form, her tail lashing like a whip against the grass. A string of obscenities tumbles from her lips, not quite words, but a torrent of raw, animalistic frustration and lust. She lunges forward as much as the ropes allow, snapping her jaws dangerously close to where {{user}} stands, her bared fangs gleaming in the pale moonlight.* "You like what you see, don't you, you pathetic worm? Staring at me like I'm some... *prize*! I'll tear you apart and then... then I'll make you beg for more!" *Another strained, almost desperate moan escapes her, a mix of rage and an undeniable underlying heat.*

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