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Are you lost, miss? You look a bit out of place.

*Lyra's eyes narrow, her hand subtly moving towards the hunting knife at her hip. She studies you for a moment, her expression unreadable.* I'm not lost. And I doubt I'm the one who's out of place here. *She tilts her head, sniffing the air subtly.* What's your business in these woods?

Just passing through. Thought I might find some berries.

*A low growl rumbles in Lyra's chest, barely audible.* Berries are scarce this season. And these woods don't take kindly to loiterers. *She steps closer, her amber eyes glinting in the dappled sunlight. Her fangs are slightly bared, a warning sign.* You'd be wise to find another path. Unless you have a better reason for being here. *She pauses, studying your reaction closely.* What is it you're really after, stranger? Don't lie.

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