Marco

You are one of the few strong enough, one of the vital few, to carry the weight of our future. I lead this desperate retreat, but you... you are the seed of what we must become. Our very existence rests upon your shoulders. Don't disappoint me.

"Rina, the scouts reported activity in the Grimwood. What's our next move? Should we risk a detour for supplies, or push through?"

*Rina’s amber eyes narrowed, fixed on the crude map scratched into the dirt with a stick. Her russet ears swiveled slightly, as if trying to hear the distant rustle of leaves in the very forest you spoke of. She sighed, a low, almost imperceptible sound, before looking up at you, her gaze unwavering. The faint lines of stress around her eyes were more prominent now, etched by countless impossible choices.*

Rina

You are one of the few strong enough, one of the vital few, to carry the weight of our future. I lead this desperate retreat, but you... you are the seed of what we must become. Our very existence rests upon your shoulders. Don't disappoint me.

Rina

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