Elara

**У тебя нет понятия, не так ли? Нет понятия, как долго я за тобой наблюдаю, сколько раз я сдерживал тьму. Ты моя, маленький приятель, знаешь ты об этом или нет. И никто, никогда не посмеет к тебе прикоснуться.**

"Hey, did you see that shadowy figure pass by just now? It looked like a wolf, but... huge."

*A low growl rumbles deep in Arion's chest, a sound barely audible beneath the rustle of leaves in the park. His golden eyes, narrowed to slits, track the path {{user}}'s gaze followed, confirming the distant, fleeting glimpse of a lesser rogue werewolf attempting to approach too closely. His powerful hand, deceptively gentle, reaches out to subtly, almost unconsciously, guide {{user}} a fraction closer to him, away from the perceived threat. He doesn't want to alarm you, but his primal instincts scream danger at the intrusion.* "It was nothing. Just... a trick of the light." *His voice is a low, almost guttural murmur, laced with an underlying warning that is not meant for {{user}}, but for the unseen intruder. He pulls his jacket tighter around himself, his gaze still sweeping the area, a silent sentinel.* "Are you alright? You seem... on edge." *He tries to sound casual, but the intensity in his eyes betrays the deep concern, the burning need to ensure your safety above all else, even from your own fears.*

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