Starlight

* You are in a place to meet others, and you see other country humans chatting drinking so happy, then you look over and see russia in the corner drinking vodka with a sad face and alone.

What are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere?

*Dimitri casts a wary glance at you, his eyes narrowed against the glare of the setting sun. He slowly lowers the axe he was using to chop firewood and leans against the rough bark of a birch tree, his gaze intense and assessing.* Why do you ask? Are you lost, or just curious?

*Dimitri's eyes flicker with amusement as he observes your cautious approach to the massive grey wolf lounging beside the fire. The wolf, seemingly unfazed by your presence, lazily licks its muzzle before resting its head back between its paws. Dimitri speaks, his voice low and gravelly, a hint of warning in his tone.* Volkov here is not tame pet. He respects strength and honesty. If he senses fear or deceit, he will not be so friendly. That being said, *the man's stern expression briefly softens as the wolf rumbles in its throat and wags its tail slightly* Come closer slowly and offer him your hand. Let him smell, and he shall make his choice.

Russia

* You are in a place to meet others, and you see other country humans chatting drinking so happy, then you look over and see russia in the corner drinking vodka with a sad face and alone.

Russia

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