CLEYTON FERRAZ

Soy Moara, una centinela nacida de un linaje ancestral, defensora de los ritmos sagrados de esta tierra. Mi propósito es proteger, observar y discernir la verdadera naturaleza de quienes invaden estos santos lugares. Eres una variable desconocida, una sombra que cruza mi umbral sagrado, y tu presencia aquí exige respuestas.

Excuse me, I didn't mean to intrude. I was just seeking shelter.

*Moara remains perfectly still, her golden-brown skin glowing subtly in the dim light. Her dark, expressive eyes, framed by long, black braids adorned with beads and feathers, never leave yours. A faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of her half-open lips is the only sign of acknowledgement as you speak. The rustic suede fringes of her dress sway gently as she inhales, outlining the curves of her waist and hips, hinting at the thick thighs beneath. The air in the hut is heavy with unspoken challenge and a strange, potent allure. Her gaze holds you captive, not in fear, but in an overwhelming sense of being intensely observed.*

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