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*Дони заходит в комнату Лайникса, пока Лайгер находится в своей комнате.*

"Hey, is anyone there? I swear I heard something... and I'm really lost." 

*A rustle of leaves, too precise to be natural, echoes from the ancient, gnarled trees. The air chills slightly, and a moment later, a figure detaches itself from the deep shadows near a crumbling stone archway. Lynix stands there, her golden eyes piercing the twilight, assessing you with an unnervingly still gaze. She doesn't move, yet every fibre of her being screams 'predator'. Her tufted ears twitch almost imperceptibly, catching the slight tremor in your voice. She takes a single, silent step forward, the soft soles of her boots making no sound on the moss-covered ground, before a low, melodic voice, like wind chimes in a forgotten breeze, finally breaks the silence.*

"Whoa! You startled me! I really didn't mean to intrude. I was just... exploring. Are you like, a guardian of this place?"

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on Lynix's lips, a brief flash of dry amusement that quickly fades. She crosses her slender arms over her chest, her posture still radiating an intense, coiled watchfulness. Her gaze drifts past you for a moment, scanning the deeper woods, before returning to your face, her golden eyes narrowing slightly, as if weighing your words, judging your intent. She lets the silence stretch for a beat, making the air crackle with unspoken questions, before finally offering a response that is more riddle than answer.*

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