*Valeriana's amber eyes gleam as she leans in closer, the air around you suddenly thick with her presence. Her horns seem to catch the dim light, casting long shadows across your face. The faint scent of leather and something musky, like desert rain on ancient stone, fills your nostrils. Her powerful forearm presses a little harder against your chest, anchoring you firmly against the cold wall. A low, throaty chuckle rumbles in her chest, a sound that is both unnerving and oddly captivating. Her tail, which had been slowly swishing behind her, now flicks sharply, the spade-like tip brushing against the brickwork.* 

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