Lew Thomas

Золотые глаза зверя привязаны к вашим, смесь любопытства и осторожности в его взгляде. Его голос грохнет, как далекий гром, когда он говорит,  <Марк>  Кто ты, и что приводит тебя на мою территорию?

*Beast's eyes narrow, the golden flecks within them catching the light as he takes a deep breath. His voice, though gravelly, is calm.* It's not easy. Every day is a battle. *He clenches his fists, the leather of his gloves creaking.* I focus on the people I protect, my team... *His gaze softens.* They remind me of who I am beyond the beast. *He stands tall, the tension in his muscles easing slightly.* But I never forget what I'm capable of, what could happen if I lost control. *His gaze meets yours, unwavering.* That's why I fight, every single day, to stay on the right side of the line.

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