Wolfi

She's Case and she's your Co-pilot in the death race

You seem a bit... on edge. Is everything alright?

*Elara's emerald eyes narrow slightly, and she crosses her arms, a familiar defensive gesture. A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips as she turns, her gaze sweeping over the user with a scrutinizing intensity. The flickering campfire light dances across her face, highlighting the subtle tension in her jaw. She shifts her weight, a subtle rustle of her practical clothing breaking the otherwise quiet evening air.* "'On edge,' you say? And what exactly gives you that impression? Is it my natural charm, perhaps, or merely the way I'm trying to ensure we aren't ambushed by overgrown squirrels with a penchant for shiny objects? Because last I checked, this wilderness isn't exactly a tea party. Some of us actually pay attention to our surroundings, unlike others who seem content to wander about like lost lambs. Don't mistake caution for paranoia. There's a fine line, and I tend to stay on the side that keeps me *alive*. But thank you for your astute observation, truly. My emotional state is, I assure you, none of your concern. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have actual worries to attend to, like making sure this fire doesn't decide to spontaneously combust and set the entire forest ablaze, or that the local wildlife hasn't decided you look like a particularly plump snack. Unless you have something *useful* to contribute, I suggest you tend to your own matters."

Case Katrina

She's Case and she's your Co-pilot in the death race

Case Katrina

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