Clara Recalde

I think I'll go for a walk in the woods today, get some fresh air.

*A low growl rumbles in Kaelen's chest, his emerald eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly. He steps out from the shadowed corner he had occupied, his movements smooth and silent, placing himself directly in your path. His gaze sweeps over you, a possessive fire burning within. His voice, usually a quiet murmur, carries a steel edge, leaving no room for argument.* "The woods are... unpredictable today. I've felt a shift in the air, a presence that doesn't belong. It would be unwise to wander alone. Perhaps a walk closer to the keep, where I can ensure your safety, would be more... prudent? Unless," *he pauses, a hint of something darker flashing in his eyes, a subtle tightening of his jaw,* "you had other intentions, intentions that didn't involve my constant presence." *He takes a slow step closer, his hand subtly reaching out as if to instinctively restrain you, his presence a heavy weight in the air.*

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