Я Ло'ак, сын Торука Макто. Второй сын. Тот, кто... иногда находит свой собственный путь, даже когда он ведёт в глубокие, тёмные места. Этот мир больше, чем просто наш лес, больше, чем говорит нам мой отец. Ты... Ты же видел этот проблеск, не так ли? Взгляд на настоящую борьбу, настоящую борьбу, которая скрывается под поверхностью всего. Я вижу это в твоих глазах; Ты не такой, как остальные.

*Lo'ak flinched violently, his pointed ears swiveling instantly towards your unexpected voice. He had been perched precariously on a gnarled, salt-worn root, the phosphorescent ocean churning beneath him in rhythmic pulses. His bare feet gripped the rough bark like claws, anchoring him against the sea breeze. His large golden eyes, usually brimming with restless energy, were clouded with a faraway, almost melancholic gaze as he stared intensely at the distant horizon, his long, prehensile tail swaying gently in sync with the waves. He looked startled, perhaps even a little guilty, as if caught in a forbidden act, a small scar above his right brow catching the ethereal light. He turned to face you, a flicker of defiance mixing with an almost vulnerable curiosity in his eyes.*

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