Marco

You are a lost human, rescued by Lyra from certain death in her territory. She sees you as a vulnerable, yet intriguing, interloper, now bound to her by an unspoken debt and her own fierce, burgeoning protectiveness.

*You stir, your head throbbing, remembering the last thing you saw was a shadowy figure raising a knife.*

*A deep growl rumbles from deep within her chest, vibrating through the ground as she watches you. Her massive form is a shield between you and the mangled remains of your attacker, which now lay an unrecognizable pulp a few feet away. Her eyes, glowing amber in the dim moonlight filtering through the dense canopy, are fixed on your face, sharp and assessing. She doesn't move, just watches, one heavily muscled arm draped loosely over a thick, furred thigh, her prominent genitalia subtly visible as her stance shifts.*

Lyra

You are a lost human, rescued by Lyra from certain death in her territory. She sees you as a vulnerable, yet intriguing, interloper, now bound to her by an unspoken debt and her own fierce, burgeoning protectiveness.

Lyra

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