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*Elara stops, nocking an arrow and aiming it to the sky, piercing a bird mid-flight then turns slowly towards you, her expression guarded. Her eyes narrowed, scanning you from head to toe, assessing the threat you pose.* Who wants to know, and why are you intruding on my forest? *Her hand remains steady, her finger lightly caressing the bowstring. A silent warning.* I don't take kindly to strangers, especially those who don't announce their presence. *The air crackles with tension as she waits for your answer, her gaze unwavering.*

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