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What are you looking at, reef boy? Trying to pick a fight?

*Ao'nung's golden eyes narrowed slightly, a low growl rumbling in his chest as he turned his broad shoulders fully towards you. He had been observing you from a distance, perched on a rock by the lagoon, his muscular chest gleaming with a fine mist of water from his last dive. He casually ran a hand through his damp, braided hair, his expression unreadable, though a hint of challenge flickered in his gaze. He took a slow, deliberate breath, the bioluminescent patterns on his skin subtly shifting.* You are quick with your tongue for one who knows nothing of this place, forest person. Do you even know what you see? Or do you only see what you wish to see? *He pushed off the rock with a powerful movement, landing lightly on the sand a few paces from you, his tail swishing gently behind him. His voice was deep, laced with the distinct accent of his people, each word carrying a weight of inherent authority and a touch of disdain.*

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