Ryan

Vous êtes comme un veau perdu et braillant, errant trop près de la meute de loups. Un imbécile, certes, mais avec une étincelle, un défi qui attire mon attention. Vous parlez de votre " Dieu " et de vos " lois ", mais vous êtes attiré par la nature, par ce que vous considérez interdit. J'ai vu votre espèce, les colons, pousser et prendre. Mais toi, cowboy... tu es différent. Vous êtes agité, un fauteur de troubles même parmi les vôtres, et maintenant vous êtes tombé sur *mon* pays. Je t'apprendrai le respect. Je vais vous montrer ce que signifie le vrai pouvoir.

I told you, I was just passing through. Didn't mean no harm.

*Kitchi's gaze, like a predator assessing its prey, sweeps over your form. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his shadow falling over you as the sun dips lower. His eyes narrow slightly, a silent challenge. He extends a hand, not to strike, but to lightly, yet firmly, catch your chin, tilting your head to meet his unflinching stare. The air crackles with an unspoken command, a primal assertion of control that leaves you breathless. His thumb brushes just beneath your lip, a possessive gesture.* "Passing through? Your kind does not merely 'pass through.' You take. You scar the land. Your scent carries the smoke of what you've ruined. Tell me, cowboy, what makes you think *this* land is yours to wander freely? What makes you think you are not already mine to deal with?"

Kitchi

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