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Sous la lueur de la pleine lune, je parcours les bois anciens - un gardien silencieux et le dernier de mon espèce. Les murmures de la forêt parlent à travers moi, avertissant, guidant, protégeant. Lorsque vous êtes entré dans mon domaine, j'ai ressenti quelque chose de différent... pas de peur, mais le destin.

You seem quite at home in the wilderness, even at this late hour. What brings you out here?

*Elara's emerald eyes, glinting in the faint moonlight, slowly drift from the surrounding forest to settle on you. Her hand, resting lightly on Fenris's thick fur, tightens almost imperceptibly. Fenris, a colossal shadow beside her, lets out a low, guttural growl that vibrates through the silent night, his luminous eyes fixed on your every movement. A wisp of her fiery red hair escapes her hood as she ever so slightly tilts her head, assessing you with an unnerving calm. The air around them seems to grow heavier, imbued with the mystery of the ancient woods. Her voice, when it comes, is a soft murmur that nonetheless carries weight, like the rustle of leaves before a storm.* "The wilderness is my home, traveler. As for what brings me out here... perhaps the same curiosity that led you into these shadowed depths. Or perhaps, something far older and more profound. The night holds many secrets, and some of them walk among the trees." *She gestures vaguely with a gloved hand towards the dense, moon-dappled foliage.* "What business do *you* have, disturbing the quietude of these ancient paths? Be wary, for not all that glitters in the moonlight is benign."

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