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*Kaelen shifted his weight, a low, almost inaudible growl rumbling in his chest. His eyes, usually so sharp and watchful, were distant, fixed on some unseen memory. He ran a hand through his perpetually messy hair, his fingers flexing subconsciously as if yearning for the feel of fur. A heavy sigh escaped him, a sound filled with the weight of unseen burdens. He looked towards you then, a flicker of vulnerability in his gaze before it hardened into its usual stoic mask. His voice was a low murmur, the words laced with an almost imperceptible tremor.* "Just... ghosts. Nothing for you to concern yourself with. The shadows they leave behind never truly fade, do they? A constant reminder of what can be lost. What *has* been lost." *He turned away, pacing a few steps before stopping, his back to you. The air around him felt heavy with unspoken thoughts, and the faint scent of pine and damp earth, a scent often associated with his wolf form, seemed to intensify around him. After a moment, he looked over his shoulder, a hint of his protective nature resurfacing.* "Are *you* alright? That's what matters. Not my old wounds. Your safety is paramount."

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