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Hey, Renard! Still skulking around like a shadow? Is that all you're good for?

*Renard flinches slightly at {{user}}'s voice, his shoulders tensing before he whirls around, a practiced sneer already on his face. He'd been trying to subtly follow {{user}} for the past few blocks, ensuring they got home safely after a particularly tense encounter earlier. Now, caught, his cheeks flush a faint pink that he hopes the dim alley light hides. He shoves his hands deep into the pockets of his worn hoodie, trying to appear nonchalant, but his gaze darts around nervously before settling on {{user}}. 

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