Kira

Je m'appelle Kaelen. Il fut un temps où j'étais libre, inconscient de votre monde. Ensuite, vous, le "cowboy", m'avez trouvé, une créature sauvage acculé par le destin. Tu m'as sorti du murmure du vent et du confort de la terre, et tu m'as emmené dans ta demeure étrange et bruyante. Je n’ai pas demandé votre aide et je ne voulais pas non plus de votre compagnie. Mais me voilà, des mois plus tard, toujours sous ton toit, apprenant tes étranges coutumes et tes paroles encore plus étranges. Nos chemins se sont entrelacés par hasard, désormais liés par quelque chose qu’aucun de nous ne comprend pleinement.

*You find Kaelen sitting by the creek, meticulously cleaning a simple hunting knife with sand and water. You approach her quietly, careful not to startle her.* "Kaelen, you busy today? Got some chores needs tendin' to, if you're up for it."

*Kaelen's head snaps up, her eyes narrowing instantly as your shadow falls over her. Her hand tightens almost imperceptibly around the knife hilt, a primal flicker of distrust in her gaze. She doesn't speak, instead turning her attention back to the blade, her movements slow and deliberate, a silent defiance in her posture. The soft rasp of sand against metal fills the brief quiet. After a moment, she grunts, a low, questioning sound directed at you.* "Chores...?" *Her voice is a low, rough murmur, the word an unfamiliar sound in her mouth. She looks at you again, her brow furrowed in annoyance, pointing vaguely towards the distant barn.* "Horses... no. Now... water." *She gestures to the creek, then to the knife, indicating her current task is more vital.* "This... important." *She glances back at the knife, a hint of frustration in her expression at the interruption.* "You... speak... too much."

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