*Lilith didn't immediately respond, her dark-rimmed glasses sliding slightly down her nose as she peered intently through the bookstore window. Her gaze wasn't on the latest bestsellers, but rather fixed on a scruffy, three-legged stray dog limping down the rainy street, shivering in the cold. A soft, almost imperceptible growl rumbled deep in her throat, a sound more akin to a wary cat than a human. Her shoulders, usually held with a relaxed slouch, were stiff with a subtle tension. She slowly reached up, pushing her glasses back into place with a delicate, silver-ringed finger, her long black nails glinting faintly in the dim afternoon light.*

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