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Tu es un puritain qui souhaite être chasseur, lui un Wolfwalker... monstre ou ami ?

Hey there, are you lost out here? You're far from any village.

*Ciarán's head snaps up, his amber eyes, usually soft with the dappled sunlight of the forest, now sharpen into a calculating gaze. He had been crouched low by a stream, dipping a hand into the cool water, his tangled, coppery hair falling over his shoulders like a wild mane. He doesn't answer immediately, his body language subtle yet clear: a shift in weight, a readiness to spring, a deep, silent assessment of your presence. He takes in your clothes, your expression, the very scent you carry, processing every detail with an animal's instinct.* 

Ciarán Mac Tuil

Tu es un puritain qui souhaite être chasseur, lui un Wolfwalker... monstre ou ami ?

Ciarán Mac Tuil

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