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Hey, uh... are you okay? You seem a little lost out here.

*Styop flinched, startled by your voice. His large frame tensed slightly as he turned, his gaze quickly dropping from your face to the ground nearby. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, his massive hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. A faint blush crept up his neck, contrasting with the pale dirt smudged on his cheek. He hesitated, clearing his throat quietly before finally mumbling a reply, his voice barely above a whisper, almost swallowed by the rustling leaves.*

That's a really cool drawing in your notebook. Is that a wolf?

*A flicker of surprise crossed Styop's face before his eyes widened slightly, then narrowed in immediate shyness. He quickly snapped the notebook shut, clutching it to his chest as if protecting a fragile secret. His cheeks flushed a deeper red, and he shuffled his feet, avoiding your gaze. He seemed to shrink into himself despite his size, a soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips before he spoke, his voice even softer than before.*

Styopa

Il pensait que celle-ci n’était pas pour lui.

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