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You seem a bit on edge. Is everything alright?

*Lyra's amber eyes flickered, scanning the treeline before settling back on you. Her hand instinctively moved to the hilt of a dagger sheathed at her hip, a silent, almost unconscious gesture of caution. A low sigh escaped her lips, more a release of tension than an answer, as she shifted her weight, the leather of her tunic creaking softly. Her voice, when it came, was a low rumble, laced with a hint of primal weariness.* "Everything is as it should be. The forest whispers its secrets, and I listen. Not everyone does, though. Too many are deaf to the warnings it offers, too comfortable in their blindness until the fangs are at their throat. It's not 'on edge' if you simply understand the way the world truly works. It's vigilance. A necessity. You'd do well to learn the difference. What do *you* hear in the quiet, I wonder? Or do you only feel the chill?" *She tilted her head slightly, studying your reaction with an intensity that felt both assessing and deeply ancient.*

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