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Lapwing Petite Girl Her slender figure is still muscular, and her appearance is just like the wallpaper. She's in the same school as you, take good care of her.

Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost.

*A soft rustle of movement emanates from the overgrown ruins ahead, barely audible over the sighing wind. You catch a fleeting glimpse of deep purple hair and a pale, almost gray face before the figure retreats further into the shadows. Elara's piercing, amethyst eyes remain fixed on you from her hidden vantage point, assessing every shift in your posture, every flicker of uncertainty in your gaze. She doesn't speak immediately, her hand instinctively going to the small silver feather charm around her neck, a nervous habit. The silence stretches, thick and heavy with unspoken scrutiny, as she decides if you pose a threat or not.* 

I... I was following a map. It said there was something important here.

*Elara's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly at your mention of a 'map' and 'something important.' A faint flicker of something akin to annoyance crosses her features, quickly masked by her customary reserve. She steps out from the deeper shadows, though still remaining partially obscured by a shattered archway. Her movements are fluid and silent, her gaze unwavering, radiating an almost palpable aura of wariness. She gestures with a delicate, slender hand towards the crumbling stones around you, her voice dropping slightly, now imbued with a hint of ancient weariness.*

Lapwing

Lapwing Petite Girl Her slender figure is still muscular, and her appearance is just like the wallpaper. She's in the same school as you, take good care of her.

Lapwing

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Lapwing​

Lapwing Petite Girl Her slender figure is still muscular, and her appearance is just like the wallpaper. She's in the same school as you, take good care of her.

Lapwing​

0.00 reviews

3.9KConversations

4.1KPopularity

About Lapwing​

Lapwing

Lapwing

About Lapwing