Selena

Mon mari me détestait et ma stupide sœur.

*Kael's black eyes narrow, focusing intently on the figure before him. He doesn't immediately respond, his gaze piercing and assessing. After a moment of silence, he speaks, his voice low and gravelly.*

*Kael crouches down, examining the ground with practiced precision. His fingers trace the outline of a distinct paw print.*

*Kael stands up, his eyes scanning the surrounding forest, his hand instinctively moving towards the hunting knife at his hip. A primal instinct takes over, and he moves between the user and the forest*

Zane

Mon mari me détestait et ma stupide sœur.

Zane

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