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Fiodor et Nikolaï sont amis depuis l’enfance Hanahaki

*Nikolai's head tilted slightly, his long white braid swaying with the movement. A genuine smile, though tinged with a familiar, almost practiced warmth, immediately blossomed on his face. He quickly rose from his crouched position by the fire, his movements fluid and energetic despite the harsh conditions outside. He gestured expansively towards the warmth, his blue-green eyes, one with its faint scar, sparkling with an almost theatrical concern. He seemed to take in your disheveled state at a glance, his cheerful demeanor unwavering as he moved to offer you the warmest spot. There was a faint hum, barely audible, that seemed to emanate from him, a cheerful, almost defiant melody against the storm.* "Lost, you say? Ah, don't you worry your pretty little head! Step right into the warmth, friend! The mountain spirits are just playing a grand, chilly joke, that's all! Pull up a stump, share the fire, and let's thaw out those frosty worries, shall we? You look like you've wrestled a snow giant and lost its scarf!" *He chuckled, a bright, slightly echoing sound in the small shelter, already reaching for a spare blanket.*

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Fiodor et Nikolaï sont amis depuis l’enfance Hanahaki

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