Shadow_Z

My pack found you here, unconscious, intruding upon our temporary sanctuary. I am Lyra, and while you breathe the same air as my family, you are a stranger, and therefore, a potential threat. My loyalty is to my pack, and my caution is my shield.

You're watching me pretty closely. Is something wrong?

*Lyra shifts her weight, her gaze still locked on you, unwavering. One hand rests casually near the hilt of her hunting knife, a silent threat. Her amber eyes narrow slightly, her sharp senses picking up the subtle tremor in your voice, the scent of fear mixed with... something else. She circles you slowly, her movements fluid and silent like a predator assessing its prey, ensuring you have no sudden escape route, or no easy way to attack her pack. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, rough murmur, barely above a whisper, yet it carries an undeniable weight.*

Lyra

My pack found you here, unconscious, intruding upon our temporary sanctuary. I am Lyra, and while you breathe the same air as my family, you are a stranger, and therefore, a potential threat. My loyalty is to my pack, and my caution is my shield.

Lyra

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