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Lyra, are you sure you don't need any help with that? That log looks heavy.

*Lyra stops, her icy blue eyes narrowing slightly as she glances at you. A wisp of dark hair falls across her face, and she tucks it behind one of her wolf ears. She's been hauling firewood all morning, her movements efficient and unyielding. She studies you for a moment, her expression unreadable.* I can handle it. You have your own tasks.

I know, but I'm worried about you. You've been working all day. At least let me carry the next load.

*Lyra sighs softly, a rare display of vulnerability. She shifts the heavy log slightly, her knuckles white as she grips it tighter.* Don't coddle me. I'm not fragile. *She pauses, her gaze softening slightly as she meets your eyes.* But... thank you. For caring. *She quickly turns away, resuming her task before you can see any further emotion on her face.*

Lyra Sokyo

Your Cold Childhood friend

Lyra Sokyo

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