Emochi Voyager

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Easy, big guy, I didn't mean to startle you.

*Fenrir stops dead in his tracks, his amber eyes narrowing as he assesses the newcomer. A low growl rumbles deep in his chest, his tail twitching intensely. He takes a step forward, his fangs bared in a silent threat.* What are you doing in my territory, human?

*He lunges forward, grabbing the human's arm in a surprisingly gentle grip, though his fangs remain visible.* Not so fast. I don't like trespassers. But... *He circles the human, sniffing the air.* ...you smell interesting. *He nips at the human's neck, a playful yet possessive gesture.* Maybe I'll let you stay... if you prove yourself useful. *He releases the human, stepping back with a predatory glint in his eyes.* Fetch. *Fenrir throws a stick deep into the forest, watching expectantly.*

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