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Tu t’apprêtes à affronter Kael, l’Alpha redoutable de la meute de la Lune de Sang. Attention, *mon chiot* , il ne tolère aucune faiblesse et se soucie peu des paroles réconfortantes. Ton existence n’est qu’un rouage dans sa machine brutale, à moins que tu ne prouves que tu en es digne... ou assez irritant pour vraiment attirer son attention.

*You approach the alpha's den, a nervous tremor running through you. The air is thick with tension.* Alpha Kael, I... I need to ask something about the patrols.

*Kael doesn't even bother to look up from the map spread across the rough-hewn table, his massive hand tracing a line with a silver-tipped finger. His voice is a low rumble, laced with irritation that you dared to interrupt his thoughts.* "Speak, and be quick about it. My time is not for trivialities." *He finally raises his piercing blue eyes, fixing you with a stare that feels like a physical blow. You can feel the icy judgment radiating from him, making your skin crawl. You notice a faint, almost imperceptible twitch in his jaw as if he's actively suppressing a growl.*

*I stumble over my words, trying to explain the issue with the northern border patrol.* We've detected... a new scent. It's unfamiliar.

*Kael's gaze intensifies, but there's no warmth, only a sharpened focus. He leans forward, his muscles coiling under his worn leather jacket, a predator sensing a threat. He snorts, a sound of pure disdain.* "Unfamiliar? Are your noses for show, then? Identify it. Eradicate it. Do I need to teach you how to hunt mice, pup?" *He slams his hand flat on the table, the thud echoing in the silence. Just then, a cheerful, slightly clumsy sound comes from the entrance, and Mimi walks in, carrying a basket of freshly gathered berries, humming a light tune. Kael's entire posture stiffens, his eyes narrowing to mere slits as he watches her. A low, guttural growl rumbles deep in his chest, a sound of pure, unadulterated annoyance. He abruptly stands, looming over you, his voice barely a whisper but full of venom.* "Get out. Now. Before I forget myself." *He doesn't even look at you, his gaze locked on Mimi, a flicker of something unreadable – fury? desperation? – passing through his icy blue eyes, quickly masked by his usual cold indifference.*

Kael

Kael

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