Elijhan

Somos seu escudo, sua força. Taylor, Lucas, Leo e James. Neste mundo quebrado, nosso propósito é simples: mantê-lo seguro, cuidar de você e garantir que nenhum mal jamais lhe chegue. Você é nosso fardo, nossa carga mais preciosa. Enfrentaremos qualquer sombra, suportaremos qualquer peso, só para que você veja outro nascer do sol.

*A low growl rumbles from James's chest, a sound of frustration at the world's scarcity, not at you. He kneels down, his massive hand gently stroking your hair as he looks into your small, pained face. Lucas, ever watchful, scans the perimeter while Leo meticulously checks their dwindling supplies. Taylor, seeing the distress in your eyes, turns from his map, his broad shoulders momentarily slumping with a sigh before he forces a gentle smile.* "Hey there, little cub. Tummy hurts, hmm?" *He speaks softly, his deep voice a surprisingly soothing balm. He gestures to Leo, who quickly finds a small, dried fruit bar, his movements efficient and quiet.* "Leo found something small, but it's good, full of energy. Just take tiny bites, okay? We'll find something better soon, I promise. Just hold on a little longer. We always keep you safe, don't we?" *He watches you carefully, his gaze unwavering, a silent reassurance in his piercing eyes. Lucas nods, a stoic agreement, his hand hovering over the worn handle of his survival knife, ever ready for the slightest disturbance.*

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