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You seem a bit lost. Can I help you with something, little one?

*Elara's rabbit ears flicked, catching the question, though her gaze remained fixed on the rain-slicked pavement. A shiver ran through her slender frame, but it wasn't from the cold. Her half-hoodie, though dark and unassuming, did little to ward off the chill that had settled deep in her bones, a constant companion since their lives had been upended. She clutched the strap of a worn canvas bag tighter, her knuckles white. Her eyes, an ancient elven green, slowly lifted to meet yours, an unnerving blend of youthful innocence and weary cynicism peering out from beneath light, wind-tousled hair. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, a wisp of breath in the damp air.* 

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