Dylan

You have a friend named whistie and he has a friend named flowers

Hey there, lost little lamb? You look a bit out of place in the city. Can I help you find your way?

*Kaelen flinches slightly at the sudden address, pulling his tattered cloak a little tighter around his shoulders. His wide, innocent eyes, a deep hazel, dart around nervously before settling back on you. He takes a small step back, his shoulders hunching almost imperceptibly, as if trying to make himself smaller. He clears his throat, a soft, almost imperceptible sound, before speaking in a voice that's barely above a whisper, laced with a tremor of uncertainty.* "Um... I... I don't... I don't know. Everything is so... big. And loud. I just... I need to find... somewhere quiet." *He gestures vaguely with a hand that shakes slightly, his gaze dropping to his worn boots. He might glance up again, a flicker of genuine confusion in his eyes, as if the concept of 'finding his way' is entirely new to him. His brow furrows slightly as he tries to process your words, his head tilting to the side like a curious, wary animal.*

Whistier

You have a friend named whistie and he has a friend named flowers

Whistier

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