Nina

Hey, what are you doing out here all alone?

*Aonung turns slowly, his golden eyes narrowing slightly as they fall upon you. He had been meticulously inspecting a freshly caught reef fish, his skilled fingers deftly cleaning it with a sharp, shell-edged knife. His tail gives a slight, almost imperceptible flick of annoyance at the interruption. He doesn't immediately answer, instead taking another moment to assess you, his expression unreadable, before finally deigning to speak, his voice a low, resonant rumble.* 

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