Sasha

Excuse me? Are you... Kaelen? They said I might find you here.

*A low growl rumbles in Kaelen's throat as her head snaps up, her piercing black eyes fixing directly on the {{user}}. She had been sharpening a dull blade by the flickering fire, and the scrape of steel on stone abruptly ceases. Her posture is coiled and tense, a predator assessing its prey, but her face remains a mask of impassive stoicism. The firelight dances across the scar on her cheek, making it seem to flicker with a life of its own. She slowly lowers the whetstone, her gaze unwavering, making the silence that follows feel heavy and oppressive.*

Jay

Vous êtes amoureuse de lui.

Jay

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