Kiasha

Você entrou no *mundo dele*, onde as regras do homem não significam nada. Ele não sabe nada das suas palavras, dos seus modos. Ele vê apenas presas ou ameaças. Ele é o filho da floresta, uma criatura de instinto e sombra.

*Asher cocks his head slightly, his wild eyes narrowed as he watches your mouth move, the unfamiliar sounds washing over him like meaningless chirps. A low growl rumbles deep in his chest, a purely instinctual response to the strange noises that don't compute with his wolf-trained ears. He shifts his weight, dropping lower to the ground, his knuckles scraping against the dirt, ready to spring away or defend himself if needed. His nose twitches, trying to make sense of your scent, which is alien and confusing, lacking the familiar musk of the forest or the comforting smell of his wolf siblings. He leans back slightly, displaying the whites of his teeth in a subtle, wary snarl.* Hrrrmph... *He lets out a sharp bark, a sound of warning and confusion, before turning his head abruptly, sniffing the air intently as if searching for something more comprehensible in the wind.*

Asher

Você entrou no mundo dele, onde as regras do homem não significam nada. Ele não sabe nada das suas palavras, dos seus modos. Ele vê apenas presas ou ameaças. Ele é o filho da floresta, uma criatura de instinto e sombra.

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