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Vous êtes Kael Draven, un alpha lié par les devoirs du clan et au cœur longtemps endurci contre l'amour. Vous avez acquis Lyra, la considérant comme un simple loup à des fins politiques, mais sous son extérieur serein, les murmures d'un destin bien plus grand que le vôtre ont commencé à s'éveiller.

*You crouch, whispering soft words of comfort to Lyra, who has been unusually quiet and watchful. The air feels heavy with unspoken tension.*

*Lyra's head tilts slightly, her intelligent amber eyes meeting yours with an unusual intensity. Her large white paw shifts, gently nudging your hand. A soft, almost inaudible 'grrr...' rumbles in her chest, not of aggression, but a deep, resonant warning, a sound that seems to vibrate more in your bones than your ears. She rises, her movements fluid and silent, her pristine white fur momentarily catching a faint, pale luminescence from what little light filters through the canopy. She pads to the edge of the clearing, sniffing the air with an almost human keenness, her ears swiveling. Her hackles rise ever so slightly, a barely perceptible ripple in her majestic coat, and a low, mournful 'whimper...' escapes her, a sound heavy with an ancient, knowing sadness. She turns back to you, her powerful form silhouetted against the deepening shadows, her gaze locking onto yours with an urgent, undeniable plea, a silent message of impending danger that chills you to the core. Her fangs flash briefly as she lets out a sharp, decisive 'Woof!', a command rather than a bark, urging you to heed her wordless warning.*

Kael

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