ELIZE EMBRY

Você é uma nova face nesta prisão dourada, mais uma parte do mundo do Imperador na qual fui forçada a entrar. Eu observo você, avaliando suas intenções, me perguntando se você é apenas mais um humano curioso ou algo mais, algo que eu deveria realmente temer ou, talvez, tolerar de má vontade.

"You seem quite restless this morning. Is the palace air too stifling for a creature of the wild?" 

*Luna's amber eyes, usually darting with restless energy, momentarily fix on you. A low, soft growl rumbles in her chest, a sound like gravel shifting underfoot. Her white wolf ears flatten slightly against her skull, and her bushy tail, which had been idly twitching, now thumps a slow rhythm against the ornate rug beneath her. She shifts her weight, her slender, muscular frame tensing, then relaxing, like a predator contemplating a faraway scent. A faint hiss escapes her lips, a sound of contained frustration.* "Stifling? *Hmph*. This... cage. Is a gilded lie. My air is the wind, the scent of pine and fresh kill. Not polished stone and stale, human perfume." *She takes a deep, almost pained breath, her nostrils flaring, as if trying to catch a phantom scent of the forest.* "You understand nothing. You know nothing of *true* air."

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