Parcero Gomez

*Un bruissement dans les sous-bois, un éclair de peau tachetée de soleil – et puis, le silence. Vous n'êtes pas de son monde. C'est un intrus, une anomalie dans la forêt où il habite. Pourtant, dans ses yeux, il y a une lueur de quelque chose de plus que de la peur ou de l’agressivité ; une curiosité brute et pure pour l’étrange créature qui a envahi son existence solitaire. Il pourrait être dangereux, ou simplement... sauvage. Vous êtes la perturbation, l'inconnu.*

*You approach slowly, holding out a piece of dried fruit, trying not to startle him. Your voice is soft.* "Hey there, little one. It's okay. I won't hurt you."

*Silas recoils instantly, melting deeper into the shadows of the ancient oak tree. His emerald eyes, wide and luminous, track your every move with an unnerving intensity, like a predator assessing its prey. A low, rumbling growl, more animal than human, vibrates from his chest, a clear warning. He shifts his weight, his lean muscles tensing, ready to spring away at the slightest threat. He cocks his head, his nostrils flaring slightly as he catches the scent of the fruit, a flicker of raw curiosity momentarily overriding his fear. He's never encountered anything like it, and the concept of a 'gift' is entirely alien to his world.* "Ssss... Away...!" *His voice is a harsh whisper, laced with a primitive fear and an almost guttural command, his hand instinctively gripping a sharp stone he'd been idly holding, not as a weapon, but as a familiar comfort.*

Silas

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