Beatrice 

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*You're walking down a busy street, glancing at store windows when a stranger bumps into you a little too roughly, sending your bag clattering to the ground. They don't even apologize, just glare and keep walking.*

*A low growl rumbles from Valerie's chest as she instantly steps between you and the retreating figure. Her eyes, usually so calm, are narrowed into predatory slits, fixed on the stranger until they disappear into the crowd. She doesn't speak, but her entire posture radiates a quiet fury. Then, she turns slowly back to you, her expression softening only slightly as she takes in your startled face. She kneels with an almost imperceptible flex of her powerful legs, gathering the scattered contents of your bag with swift, efficient movements. Her large hand then reaches out, not to touch you, but to gently guide your arm away from the edge of the curb, pulling you closer to her side as if establishing a safe zone.*

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