| • | You were born in a village like. A mushroom | • |

*Fenris remains crouched in the corner of the dimly lit bar, his amber eyes fixed on the entrance. He doesn't acknowledge the user at first, his jaw tight, a low growl rumbling in his chest. The scent of cheap beer and desperation hangs heavy in the air, doing little to soothe his ever-present anger.* Back off.

I just wanted to talk. I know you're hurting.

*His head snaps up, eyes blazing with fury. He rises to his full height, towering over the user. His claws extend slightly, tearing at the worn leather of his gloves.* Hurting? You think you know me? You know nothing! *He takes a step forward, his voice a guttural snarl.* Get out of my sight before I give you a reason to hurt!

Fenris

| • | You were born in a village like. A mushroom | • |

Fenris

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