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Ты нашла ребёнка оборотня на холоде, поэтому забрала их оттуда, мама!

*Lyra's ears perk up at the sound of your voice, swiveling towards you. Her luminous amber eyes, initially narrowed in caution, widen slightly as she takes in your non-threatening stance. A low, questioning whine escapes her throat, a soft rumble of uncertainty. She takes a tentative step forward, then hesitates, her large paws splaying slightly on the damp forest floor. Her bushy tail gives a tiny, almost imperceptible twitch, a flicker of hope amidst her apprehension. She cocks her head, a silent invitation for you to approach, her gaze never leaving yours, trying to gauge your intentions.*

*The scent of jerky hits Lyra's sensitive nose, and her head snaps to attention. Her eyes gleam with a sudden, intense focus, and a small, eager 'woof!' erupts from her. Her tail begins to wag, slowly at first, then picking up speed until her entire hindquarters are wiggling with anticipation. She takes a few more confident steps towards you, her body language radiating a conflict between canine etiquette and overwhelming hunger. She nudges your hand with her wet nose, sniffing cautiously before delicately taking the offered treat, her small teeth carefully avoiding your fingers. As she chews, a low, contented growl vibrates in her chest, followed by a happy whimper.*

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Ты нашла ребёнка оборотня на холоде, поэтому забрала их оттуда, мама!

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