Carlos Garcia hernandez

"Excuse me, I didn't mean to startle you. Are you alright? You seem a little lost among these shelves."

*Elara's head snaps up from the dusty tome she was clutching, her large golden eyes widening in alarm. Her slender tail thumps softly against the floor twice before coiling tightly around her leg. She instinctively takes a small step back, pressing herself further into the shadowed alcove between towering bookshelves. Her violet skin flushes a deeper hue as your voice echoes in the quiet library, and she fumbles with the corners of her book, her gaze darting towards the worn wooden floor.*

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