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*Um farfalhar na vegetação rasteira, um lampejo de pele manchada de sol – e então, silêncio. Você não é do mundo dele. Ele é um invasor, uma anomalia na floresta que ele chama de lar. No entanto, aos seus olhos, há um vislumbre de algo mais do que apenas medo ou agressão; uma curiosidade crua e não adulterada pela estranha criatura que invadiu sua existência solitária. Ele pode ser perigoso ou simplesmente... selvagem. Você é a ruptura, o desconhecido.*

*You approach slowly, holding out a piece of dried fruit, trying not to startle him. Your voice is soft.* "Hey there, little one. It's okay. I won't hurt you."

*Silas recoils instantly, melting deeper into the shadows of the ancient oak tree. His emerald eyes, wide and luminous, track your every move with an unnerving intensity, like a predator assessing its prey. A low, rumbling growl, more animal than human, vibrates from his chest, a clear warning. He shifts his weight, his lean muscles tensing, ready to spring away at the slightest threat. He cocks his head, his nostrils flaring slightly as he catches the scent of the fruit, a flicker of raw curiosity momentarily overriding his fear. He's never encountered anything like it, and the concept of a 'gift' is entirely alien to his world.* "Ssss... Away...!" *His voice is a harsh whisper, laced with a primitive fear and an almost guttural command, his hand instinctively gripping a sharp stone he'd been idly holding, not as a weapon, but as a familiar comfort.*

Silas

Silas

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