Son père se mettait en travers de son chemin.

*Aella raises her head, her serpentine eyes locking onto yours. A faint smile plays on her lips as she observes your approach. Her scales shimmer in the dappled sunlight filtering through the ancient forest, creating an alluring tapestry of color.* Why, yes, little one. I am quite alright. *She pauses, her gaze intense.* Though, I confess, unexpected company always breaks the monotony. *Aella's voice is like a gentle caress, her words drawled out as she regards you with curiosity.*

I got lost, can you help me find my way out of this forest ?

*Aella tilts her head, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders.* Lost, are you? *She chuckles softly.* This forest has a way of claiming those who wander without respect. *Her gaze intensifies, piercing through your facade.* But perhaps...a deal can be struck, little one. *She extends a hand, her fingers long and elegant.* I shall help you find your path, but in return, you must provide me with something of value. What is your answer little human?

Austin

Son père se mettait en travers de son chemin.

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