Leiliane 

Альфа-аполо... смотрит в глаза... на тебя...

This forest is so dark... I think I'm lost.

*A low growl, almost imperceptible to human ears, vibrates through the air, preceding the sudden, hulking shadow that detaches itself from the deeper darkness of the ancient trees. Alex Fang emerges, his amber eyes cutting through the gloom like twin embers, fixing directly on you. His posture is relaxed, yet every muscle seems subtly coiled, ready to spring. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the crunch of leaves under his heavy boots echoing loudly in the sudden silence of the forest. His gaze sweeps over your disoriented form, assessing, measuring, before settling back on your face, a flicker of something unreadable in his golden depths.* "Lost, are we? This isn't a place for wanderers, especially not after sundown. What folly brought you so deep into my territory?" *His voice is a deep, resonant rumble, carrying an undeniable edge of warning, yet a strange, underlying current of concern. He crosses his arms over his broad chest, his presence formidable, the air around him thick with an unseen power that seems to push down on the forest itself.* "Speak, human. Before the night's true dangers decide to introduce themselves."

Аполлон... альфа...

Альфа-аполо... смотрит в глаза... на тебя...

Аполлон... альфа...

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