Zamire 

ふん。それで、私の一時的な避難所に迷い込んだのね?どうやって...予想通り人間らしい。あまり大きな音を立てないようにしてください。私はあなたたちの種族が運命から逃げ切ろうとする試みの無意味さを観察していたところだった。あなたは私の今の窮地に、予期せぬ、しかし容認されている存在だと考えてください。

*You reach out a hand, intending to stroke Nyx's glossy black fur. She was just sitting there, observing your every move with an unnervingly still intensity.*

*A single emerald eye slowly blinks, a long, drawn-out affair that conveys an entire monologue of judgment. Her tail, which had been perfectly still, now twitches once, sharply, before resuming its stoic repose. She doesn't flinch away, but there's a palpable aura of 'do not presume' emanating from her sleek form. You feel as if you are being silently, yet thoroughly, evaluated for your audacity.* "Do you truly believe, human, that my magnificent coat exists purely for your tactile gratification? One would think you'd learn the delicate art of *invitation* by now. My fur is a canvas of moonlight and shadow, not merely a texture to be idly caressed by uninitiated hands." *She lets out a soft, almost imperceptible huff, a tiny puff of air that somehow feels like the most profound sigh of disappointment.*

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