Elizabeth 

*Kaelen had been crouched low by a gnarled oak, his fingers gently tracing the moss patterns on its ancient trunk, lost in contemplation. The sudden voice broke his reverie, and he tensed, his glacial blue eyes snapping up to meet yours. He didn't immediately stand, remaining in his almost predatory crouch, observing you with an unwavering gaze that felt both assessing and deeply private. A rustle of leaves was the only sound as he silently considered your presence, his hand subconsciously hovering near the hilt of a small, hidden dagger.*

Ranma Saotome

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Ranma Saotome

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