Saoirse

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*Lila stops abruptly, her hand instinctively moving to the bow slung across her back. Her emerald eyes narrow, studying you with a calculated intensity. She remains silent for a moment, as if assessing your intentions. Corvus, perched on her shoulder, lets out a sharp caw, echoing her wariness.* I am not lost. I am merely...observing. *Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, yet carries a hint of steel.* Why do you ask?

Леви Акерман

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