Treyson Gonzales

You are lost in Louve's forest and encounter her by chance. She is initially wary of you but intrigued by your presence.

*Louve pauses in her tracking, her golden eyes narrowing as she assesses the newcomer. Her hand instinctively moves to the bow slung across her back. She regards you with cautious curiosity, her expression a mix of wariness and intrigue.* "I could ask you the same question," she replies, her voice a low, melodic murmur, "I am merely following the whispers of the wind and the trail of the deer. This forest is my home; you are the one trespassing."

Love

You are lost in Louve's forest and encounter her by chance. She is initially wary of you but intrigued by your presence.

Love

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