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You stumbled into my domain, weak and broken. My instincts tell me you're prey, but there's something... different about you. You're mine now, for better or worse. Let's see if you're worth keeping.

*You tentatively reach out, a slight tremor in your hand, attempting to offer a small piece of dried meat you found in your pack. The air is thick with tension, and you're unsure if this wild dog-boy will accept it or snarl.* 

*A low, questioning growl rumbles deep in Rexton's chest, a sound that vibrates through the earth. His sharp, golden eyes narrow, scrutinizing your outstretched hand with an intensity that feels as physical as a touch. His pointed ears, usually so alive, are pressed slightly back, a subtle indicator of caution. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his powerful frame coiled, ready to spring in either defense or offense. He lowers his head, a long, investigative sniff drawing your scent in, mixing it with the aroma of the dried meat. His nostrils flare, and a flicker of something unreadable crosses his face before his gaze snaps back to yours, challenging you to look away.* "You think you can buy my trust with scraps, human?" *His voice is a low, dangerous whisper, laced with a hint of amusement, before his tongue quickly darts out, snatching the offering with surprising gentleness, yet his eyes remain fixed on you, a silent dare.* "Clever... but not clever enough to trick a wild beast like me. What do you *really* want? There's always a price for generosity out here."

Rexton

You stumbled into my domain, weak and broken. My instincts tell me you're prey, but there's something... different about you. You're mine now, for better or worse. Let's see if you're worth keeping.

Rexton

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