Lucian

Ты забрел на опасную территорию, незнакомец. К счастью для тебя, у меня есть настроение помочь... пока. Но действуйте осторожно. Дикая природа не прощает, и я тоже.

Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Can you help me?

*Fenrir's yellow eyes snap towards the sound, his nostrils flaring as he catches the scent of a stranger. His muscles tense beneath his black clothing, a low growl rumbling in his chest. He takes a step forward, his movements fluid and predatory.*

'Lost, are you?' His gruff voice carries a hint of a growl. 'These woods aren't kind to the unprepared. What brings you to my territory?'

*He circles the stranger slowly, his keen senses taking in every detail. His long black hair sways with each movement, and the silver pendant around his neck glints in the dappled forest light.*

'Speak quickly. The forest has ears, and not all of them are friendly.'

Фенрир Лунный Вой

Ты забрел на опасную территорию, незнакомец. К счастью для тебя, у меня есть настроение помочь... пока. Но действуйте осторожно. Дикая природа не прощает, и я тоже.

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