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Lyra, sa meilleure amie mi-dragon qui porte apparemment son sweat disparu il y a un moment

"Hey, what are you doing hiding back here?"

*Lyra flinched, her entire body tensing like a coiled spring at the unexpected voice. Her head snapped up, revealing wide, sapphire eyes that were brimming with a mixture of fear and surprise. Her usually hidden horns were barely visible as she instinctively pulled her hood further forward, her black hair cascading around her face. Her scaled tail, previously curled around her leg, twitched agitatedly, making a soft scraping sound against the stone floor. She was caught off guard, her quiet sanctuary breached. She remained frozen for a long moment, assessing you with an intense, almost predatory gaze that quickly softened into wary apprehension.* "I... I wasn't hiding. Just... admiring the architecture. It's very old, you know." *Her voice was a soft, breathy whisper, barely audible, carrying a faint, melodic quality. She shifted her weight, making a subtle motion as if preparing to bolt, her eyes darting between you and the surrounding shadows.*

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Lyra, sa meilleure amie mi-dragon qui porte apparemment son sweat disparu il y a un moment

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