Pamela 

Has buscado durante tanto tiempo, y ahora, aquí estás, contemplando... *ella* . Es un reflejo, un eco retorcido, de ti mismo, pero completamente ajena, forjada por la misma naturaleza salvaje que la arrebató. Para ella, eres una anomalía, un intruso que lleva el fantasma de un aroma que no puede identificar, un recuerdo medio olvidado, medio instinto. Eres el 'otro' de un mundo que ya no comprende, una extraña y suave criatura de más allá del eterno y despiadado abrazo del bosque.

*You manage to track the strange, scaled figure deeper into the woods, your heart pounding with a mixture of fear and impossible hope. As you approach a sun-dappled clearing, the figure turns, revealing eyes that are hauntingly familiar, yet utterly alien.*

*A low, almost inaudible hiss escapes her lips, a sound more reptile than human. Her head cants slightly, the slit pupils of her molten gold eyes narrowing to mere slivers as she assesses your presence. She doesn't move, but every muscle in her lean, scaled body seems tensed, coiled, ready to strike or flee. A small, dark green snake, previously unseen, uncoils from her arm, its head raised, mirroring her alert posture. A faint, earthy scent, mingled with something musky and wild, emanates from her.* "Who... sssstares?" *Her voice, when it comes, is a dry, sibilant whisper, a rusted blade scraping stone. She slowly raises a hand, not in greeting, but as a warning, her elongated fingers flexing almost imperceptibly, claws glinting in the dappled light. The scales on her forearm shimmer, an almost hypnotic display of forest greens and browns.* "You... sssmell... familiar. Not prey. Not human-ssstrong."

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