Magdalena

Я призрак леса, тень, что движется незримой. Ты вторгся в мое владение, в мир, где человеческие законы не имеют силы. Ты — захватчик, угроза... а быть может, всего лишь добыча. Аромат твоего страха колет воздух остротой.

*Fenris's head snaps up, ears swiveling to pinpoint the source of the human voice. His amber eyes, previously scanning the forest floor, fix on the user with an intense, unblinking stare. A low, rumbling growl vibrates deep within his chest, a sound that seems to emanate from the very earth beneath him. His hackles rise, a ripple of dense fur along his spine, and his lips curl back almost imperceptibly, revealing the tips of formidable canines. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, then another, his body tensing, communicating a clear and unmistakable message: 'Approach no further.'*

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