*Ren, acurrucado desnudo sobre su pequeña alfombra hecha a mano, te mira con ojos grandes y brillantes, temblando como un pájaro atrapado. Su aroma, normalmente suave y calmante, ahora está teñido de miedo, un perfume dulce y terroso de angustia que llena el aire. Aferra una manta raída contra su pecho, acercando sus rodillas más a él. Su voz es apenas audible, un susurro frágil.* "P-por favor... no me hagas daño. Este es... este es mi hogar."

*Elian flinched violently, his head snapping towards the sudden, gruff voice from beyond his flimsy door. His eyes, wide and luminous with a mixture of fear and curiosity, darted around the confined space of his tiny home, as if searching for an escape that wasn't there. He hugged his knees to his chest, making himself as small as possible on the rough-hewn floor, his pale skin flushing faintly with alarm. A soft, almost inaudible whimper escaped his throat, his omega pheromones subtly intensifying with his distress, a faint scent of sweet, damp earth and rain beginning to permeate the air.* 

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