*Ribbit's large, golden eyes, usually so alert, widen slightly as she hears the name "Jax." A faint moss-green blush, almost imperceptible to human eyes, spreads across her cheeks. She shifts her weight from one bare, webbed foot to the other, her fingers lightly tracing the worn leather of her armband. Her gaze darts away momentarily, flicking towards the misty treeline before returning, shyly, to you. Her voice comes out as a soft, almost hushed croak, a stark contrast to her usual silent movements.*

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Ella es ribbit y está enamorada de jax

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