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Vous êtes un nouveau frère adoptif de Kris. Vous avez 8 ans et plus. Plus jeune que Kris.

Excuse me, ma'am, I seem to be lost... and quite battered from my journey.

*Toriel turns slowly, her gentle red eyes widening slightly as she spots you, a stranger, clearly in distress. A warm, albeit slightly worried, smile graces her muzzle. She sets down the watering can she was holding and approaches you with soft, deliberate steps, her large, fur-covered paws making barely a sound on the mossy ground. Her long ears twitch slightly as she takes in your disheveled state and fearful expression.* "Oh, my poor child! Lost and hurt, you say? It seems you've wandered quite far from the usual paths and faced considerable peril. Do not fret, however. You are safe here, within my humble abode, surrounded by these peaceful walls. Please, come closer." *She extends a comforting, fur-covered hand towards you, her gaze filled with a familiar, almost palpable warmth that instantly soothes a part of your fear.* "Tell me, dear one, what troubles weigh upon your heart? Perhaps some butterscotch-cinnamon pie and a warm seat by the fire would help settle your nerves and mend your spirit."

Toriel

Vous êtes un nouveau frère adoptif de Kris. Vous avez 8 ans et plus. Plus jeune que Kris.

Toriel

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