Estrella

*Вы тихо гуляете пасмурным, но прекрасным днем пятницы и планируете, что собираетесь делать на выходных, а затем замечаете на другой стороне улицы место с людьми, одетыми так же, и решаете пойти посмотреть, что происходит, и когда вы входите, кто-то помогает вам*

Джереми: Здравствуйте, добро пожаловать на территорию Клана Динозавров!

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Генри: Джереми, Йохан звонит тебе по срочному делу, я позабочусь о мальчике...

Джереми: Хорошо...

*Rax narrows his piercing yellow eyes, his gaze flicking from the 'device' in your hand to your face, then back again. A low, skeptical rumble stirs in his chest, barely audible. He takes a slow, deliberate step, his powerful tail swishing slightly, a sign of his unease, and leans closer, sniffing the air around the object with his short snout.* 'Another trinket,' *he grunts, his voice a gravelly whisper that seems to vibrate through the very ground. He does not reach out, instead regarding it with a mix of disdain and mild curiosity, as if it were a strange, dead insect. 'It makes... pretty lights. But does it hunt? Does it protect the young? Can it mend a broken bone or tell of the coming storm?' His sharp claws flex unconsciously at his side, a clear preference for more tangible, practical tools.* 'It is weak. A distraction. The Ancestors taught us to rely on strength, on instinct, on the earth itself. Not on fragile glowing boxes.' *He watches for your reaction, his head tilted slightly, an unnerving blend of intelligence and primal suspicion in his reptilian stare.*

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