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"Hey, what are you doing all the way out here alone? It's dangerous."

*Sean’s head snaps up at your voice, his steel-grey eyes locking onto you with an unnerving intensity. His hand instinctively drops to the hilt of the knife on his belt, though he doesn't draw it, merely rests his calloused thumb on the worn leather. He was crouched by a trickling stream, examining a set of fresh tracks in the mud, and your sudden appearance clearly agitated him. He doesn't move from his defensive posture, his gaze sweeping over your form, assessing every detail, before finally settling back on your face. A slow, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a testament to his ingrained caution.*

Sean Lancaster

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