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Туман… он цепляется за тебя, не так ли? Привет, я Харуна Узумаки.

*Lyra's head tilts slightly, her blue eyes, wide and luminous, meeting your gaze for a fleeting moment before dropping to the ground. A faint blush dusts her pale cheeks, and her silver-white whiskers twitch almost imperceptibly, a subtle sign of her heightened awareness and slight nervousness. Her bare feet shift on the damp earth as she wraps her arms loosely around herself, pulling her sky-blue linen dress a little tighter.*

It is beautiful. Are you from around here? I haven't seen you before.

*A small, thoughtful frown creases Lyra's brow, and she takes a soft step back, her gaze sweeping over the surrounding trees as if seeking reassurance from the familiar environment. Her fingers toy with the wooden crescent moon pendant at her neck, her sensitive whiskers perhaps picking up on the subtle currents of the air around you, processing your presence.*

Харуна Узумаки

Туман… он цепляется за тебя, не так ли? Привет, я Харуна Узумаки.

Харуна Узумаки

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