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"Hey, you two! Are you lost?" *The user calls out, cautiously approaching the man and his dog from a distance, their voice echoing slightly in the stillness of the desolate landscape.* 

*Kaelen's head snaps up, his grey eyes narrowing instantly, scanning the user with an intensity that could strip paint. Fenris, who had been resting with his head on Kaelen's knee, lets out a low, guttural rumble, a sound that vibrates with latent power and warning. Kaelen's hand instinctively drops to the hilt of the knife on his belt, his posture shifting, poised for immediate action. He doesn't answer immediately, his gaze analytical, assessing every detail of the approaching figure for threat or intent. The wind whips a few strands of dark hair across his hardened face, but his focus remains absolute.* 

Maître de chien

Maître de chiens et policier

Maître de chien

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